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EDMUND  S.  LORENZ 


DAYTON,  OHIO 

UNITED  BRETHREN  PUBLISHING  HOUSE 

The  Otterbein  Prew 

1910 


The  General  Conference  of  the  Church  of  the  United 
Brethren  in  Christ,  at  its  session  in  May,  1889,  ordered,— 

"That  a  small  hymnal,  adapted  to  general  church 
purposes,  be  published  soon.'* 

ADVISORY  COMMITTEE. 

MUSICAL. 

Samuel  E.  Kumler.    Mrs.  A.  B.  Shauck. 
Calvin*  H.  Lyon.       Judge  John  A.  Shauck. 

LITERACY. 

Prof.  J.  P.  Landis,  D.  D.,  Pf-  I\ 


Copyright,  li90-  by  \v.  .).  S*uky,  Agsnt 

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INTRODUCTION. 


The  Genera1*  Conference  of  1889  ordered  the  r,nblica* 
tion  of  a  hymnal  that  should  be  txMy  adapted  to  the 
needs  of  our  Church.  In  compliance  with  these  in- 
structions, the  publishing  agent,  Rev.  W.  J.  Shuey, 
arranged  for  its  issue.  Rev.  E.  S.  Lorenz,  well  and 
favorably  known  throughout  the  Church,  was  asked  to 
edit  it,  and,  with  the  assistance  of  a  thoroughly  com- 
petent committee,  has  accomplished  his  task.  I  have 
carefully  examined  it  in  every  part,  and  cannot  see 
where  any  improvement  can  be  made.  It  is  preemi- 
nently a  United  Brethren  Hymn-Book,  providing  as  it 
does  for  every  phase  of  our  characteristic  Church  life. 
It  combines  the  solidity  and  statoliness  of  the  standard 
hymns  of  the  ages,  with  the  life  and  sprightliness  of 
the  modern  gospel  song.  The  most  recent  sonfers  are 
here  for  the  young  people,  while  the  older  members  of 
the  Church  will  hail  with  delight  the  reappearance  of 
old  songs  dear  to  the  hearts  of  many  of  usv  because 
they  are  precious  and  good,  and  because  our  mothers 
sang  them.  Meeting  every  need  of  the  public  service, 
revival  and  social  meetings,  the  Sunday  school,  and  the 
family,  I  can  most  cheerfully  recommend  this  collec- 
tion of  hymns  to  our  people,  and  trust  that  it  will 
speedily  be  permitted  to  bring  its  help  and  blessing  into 
every  United  Brethren  church  in  our  broad  land,  aDd 
beyond  the  seas,  and  that  it  will  prove  one  of  the  manv 
tender  ties  that  unite  our  widely  scattered  members. 

J.  Weaves, 

Senior  Bishov. 

Dayton,  Ohio,  April  9,  1890. 

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PREFACE. 


TV  be  useful,  a  hymnal  must  express  the  peculiar  type 
of  Christian  life  characterizing  the  denomination  it  is 
to  serve.  The  Church  of  the  United  Brethren  in  Christ 
emphasizes  the  necessity  of  Christian  experience— ex- 
perimental religion,  the  fathers  would  have  phrased  it 
— and  recognizes  revival  effort  as  the  characteristic 
phase  of  its  church  activity ;  hence,  its  hymnal  must 
furnish  ample  expression  for  its  full  and  varied  Chris- 
tian experience  and  large  facilities  for  revival  work. 
In  attempting  to  do  this,  the  other  phases  of  church 
life,  which  it  has  in  common  with  other  denominations, 
have  not  been  forgotten  or  ignored,  and  it  is  hoped  this 
collection  of  hymns  and  songs  will  be  found  as  full  and 
symmetrical  as  the  church  life  it  seeks  to  express. 

In  order  to  meet  the  needs  of  the  many  stages  of 
literary  and  musical  culture,  hymns  and  tunes  of  the 
highest  artistic  merit  stand  side  by  side  with  songs 
whose  practical  value  and  spiritual  purpose  must  atone 
for  lack  of  literary  and  musical  grace. 

Doubtless  many  favorites  will  be  missed  from  these 
pages,  but  the  body  of  popular  sacred  songs  is  so  large 
and  rich  that  it  was  impossible  to  include  everything 
desirable  in  so  small  a  volume. 

To  the  many  brethren,  whose  number  makes  personal 
mention  impossible,  who  kindly  responded  to  a  call  for 
suggestions  and  advice,  the  thanks  of  the  editor  are 

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VI  PUKFACK 

due.*  Whi1*?  aLTcould  not  bo  accepted,  they  have  be°~D 
very  helpful,  and  have  had  larere  influence  in  piving 
character  to  the  book.  The  valuable  assistance  fur' 
lushed  by  the  Advisory  Committee  deserves  most  kindly 
and  hearty  recognition.  The  owners  of  the  many  valu- 
able copyright  songs,  in  connection  with  which  their 
names  severally  appear,  will  accept  thanks  for  the 
kindness  which  so  greatly  enriches  these  pages. 

That  this  volume  will  prove  an  effective  instrument- 
in  the  hands  of  the  workers  of  the  Church  of  the  United 
Brethren  in  Christ  for  the  accomplishment  of  great  and 
lasting  good,  and  bring  to  many  hearts  the  same  com" 
fort  and  joy  which  its  preparation  brought  to  that  of 
the  editor,  is  his  earnest  hope  and  prayer.        E.  S.  L. 

Dayton    Ohio,  April  1j,  1880. 

'Otterhein  Hymnal. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


Worship  :  No*. 

General  Praise 1-29 

Sanctuary 30-42 

Sabbath  Day 43-51 

Morning  and  Evening 52-61 

Holy  Scriptures 62-71 

God,  Being  and  Attributes 72-93 

Christ: 

Incarnation  and  Birth 94-103 

Life  and  Character 104-116 

Sufferings  and  Death  . . 117-140 

Resurrection  and  Ascension 141-153 

Exaltation  and  Reign 154-163 

Holy  Spirit • 164-177 

Man's  Lost  Estate  : 

Man  a  Sinner 178-185 

Atonement  Provided 186-201 

Invitation 202-225 

Warning 226-231 

Repentance 232-241 

The  Christian  Life  : 

Conversion 242-255 

Consecration 256-285 

Love  and  Praise  to  Christ 286-329 

Graces  and  Privileges 330-354 

Faith  and  Trust. . 355-878 

Affliction 379-3S3 

Prayer 384-399 

Christian  Activity 400-4^2 

Christian  Warfare 423-4<33 

The  Christian  Church  : 

Security  and  Success 434-444 

Missions  445-459 

Ministry. ..460-465 

Church  Fellowship 466-473 

Ordinances 474-483 

The  Life  Beyond  : 

Death 484-505 

Judgment 506-509 

Eternity  and  Heaven 510-531 

Miscellaneous 532-543 


The  Otterbein  Hymnal 


1  Gloria  Patri. 

pLORY  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son,  and 

V  T       to  th e  Holy  Ghost,  and  to  the  Holy  Ghost . 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever  shall 

be,  world  without  end,  world  without  end. 

Amen. 

2  Gloria  Patri. 

GLORY  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son,  and 
to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever  shall 
be,  world  without  end.     Amen. 

3  Old  Hundred.     L.   M. 

Psalm  ioo.  (1) 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 

And  wrhen  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 


10  .  WORSHIP. 

3  We  are  hie  people,  we  his  care — 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame; 

What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Isaac  Watts. 

4  Old  Hundred     L.  M. 

All  Men  Invited  to  Praise  God,  (3) 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies. 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing ; 

The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Savior'*  name, 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song ; 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong  ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

1  saae  Watta*  1U8. 


GENERAL.   PRAISE.  11 

5  Old  Hundred.     L.  M. 

Psalm    103.  (6) 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  awake  my  tongue, 
My  God  demands  the  grateful  song ; 
Let  all  my  inmost  powers  record 
The  wondrous  mercy  of  the  Lord. 

"2  Divinelv  free  his  mercv  flows, 
Forgives  my  sins,  allays  rny  woes, 
And  bids  approaching  death  remove, 
And  crowns  me  with  indulgent  love. 

"?  His  mercy,  with  unchanging  rays, 
Forever  shines,  while  time  decays ; 
\nd  children's  children  shall  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord. 

i  While  all  his  works  his  praise  proclaim 
And  men  and  angels  bless  his  name, 
Oh,  let  my  heart,  my  life,  my  tongue 
Attend,  and  join  the  blissful  song  ! 

Anne  Steele,  1760. 

6  Old  Hundred.     L.  M. 

Doxology. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  heoe  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Thos.  Ken. 

7  r-ord  of  All  Being.     L.  M. 

Omnipresence.  (17) 

LORD  of  all  being  !  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star ; 
Center  and  soul  of  ev'ry  sphere, 
Vet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near  I 


12  •      WORSHIP. 

2  Sun  of  our  life!  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day; 
Star  of  our  hope!  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign; 
All,  save  the  clouds  of  sin,  are  thine. 

4  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free. 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burnt  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  living  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame. 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  1S4S. 


8  Duke  Street.     L.  M. 

The  Majesty  of  God.  (7) 

COME,  oh,  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise; 
But  oh!  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme? 

2  Enthroned  amidst  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Master's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Bear  the  great  impress  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  Devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul!  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  applaud  the  song. 

Thomas  BlaolUock,  VtbL 


GENERAL  PRAISE.  13 

9  Rockingham.     L.  M. 

Life-long  Praise.  (12) 

/  AOD  of  my  life  !  through  all  my  days 
\J  My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  my  praise; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  thro'  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains, 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  growing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

Philip  Doddridge,  1740. 

10  Rockingham.     L.  M. 

Psalm  jo6.  (15) 

OH,  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 
Hath  stood,  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Xot  only  vast — but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

it  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford  ; 
When  thou  return'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

Tatfc-Brady. 


14  •  WORSHIP. 

11  Rockingham.     L.  M. 

God  Revealed  in  Christ.  (600) 

NOW  to  the  Lord,  a  noble  song  ! 
Awake,  my  soul !  awake,  my  tongue, 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, — 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ! 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace  ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  naine  : 

Ye  angels  !  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens  !  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

4  Oh  !  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

Isaac  Watt3,  1707. 

12  Rockingham.     L.  M. 

Unceasing  Praise.  (1% 

MY  God  !  my  King  !  thy  various  praise 
Shall  rill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  wTorks  of  duty,  done  for  thee. 

3  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds ; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways — ■ 

Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

Iroac  Watte,  1719 


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GENERAL  PRAISE. 


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OH,  come,  loud  anthems  lee  ua  sing. 
Loud  thanks  to  oue  Almighty  King  ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  Oh,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 
Down  on  our  knees,  devoutly,  all 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall. 

Nahuni  Tate,  1696. 


14  Park  Street.     L.  M. 

Joining  in  Praise.  (75) 

OWEET  is  the  work,  my  God  !  my  King  ! 
0  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

Isaac  Watt*. 


^13  '  WORSHIP. 

15  Harvey's  Chant.    C.  M. 

The  Goodness  of  Cod  in  His  Works,  (28) 

HAIL!  great  Creator,  wise  and  good! 
To  thee  our  songs  we  raise; 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 
Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 
Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view; 

And,  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star, 
Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night; 

And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  ways, 
Thy  varied  love  we  see; 

Oh,  may  our  hearts,  great  God,  be  led 
Through  all  thy  works  to  thee. 

Anon,  1796. 

16  Harvey's  Chant.     C.  M. 

Praise  at  all  Times.  (27) 

MY  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God 
Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  in  eternity  prolong 
Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  every  smiling,  happy  hour, 
Be  this  my  sweet  employ; 

Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  heightens  all  my  joy. 

3  When  anxious  grief  and  gloomy  care 
Afflict  my  throbbing  breast, 

My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise 
And  lull  each  pain  to  rest. 


GENERAL    PRAISE.  1"/ 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 
The  honors  of  my  God; 

My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  And  when  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 
When  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 

My  soul  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

O.  Heigenbotbam. 

17  Harvey's  Chant.     C.  M. 

Psalm  66.  (24) 

LIFT  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 
Whose  breath  our  souls  inspired; 
Loud,  and  more  loud  the  anthem  raise, 
With  grateful  ardor  tired. 

2  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 
Whose  goodness,  passing  thought, 

Loads  every  minute  as  it  flies. 
With  benefits  unsought. 

3  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise. 
From  whom  salvation  flows, 

Who  sen*  2 vs  Son,  our  souls  to  save 
From  ever  lasting  woes. 

A  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

For  hope's  transporting  ray, 
Which  lights,  through  darkest  shades  of  death, 

To  lealms  of  endless  day. 

Ralph  Wardlaw,  1803. 

18  Nicsea  us,  12s,  &  ios. 

Adoration. 

HOLY,  holy,^  holy !    Lord  God  Almighty ! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to 
thee; 
Holy,  holy,  holy!  merciful  and  mighty! 
God  over  all  and  blest  eternally. 


18  WORSHIP. 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy!  all  saints  adore  thee, 
Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the 

glassy  sea; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  before 

thee, 
Who  wast,  and  art,  and  evermore  shall  be. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy!  tho'  the  darkness  hide  thee. 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  thy  glory  may 

not  see; 
Only  thou  art  holy,  there  is  none  beside  thee; 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love,  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy!    Lord  God  Almighty ! 

All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name  in  earth, 
and  sky,  and  sea; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty! 
God  over  all,  and  blest  eternally. 

Reginald  Heber — alt. 


19  Nicaea  us,  I2S,  &  ios. 

Psalm  95.  (18) 

SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 
And  psalms  of  honor  sing; 

The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might  — 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore; 
Come,  kneel  before  his  face; 

Oh,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 


GENERAL,  PRAISE.  19 

i  Now  is  the  time — he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 

u  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

Isaac  Watt*,  17iy. 

20  St.  Thomas.     S.    M. 

Bless  the  Lord.  (29) 

OH,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 

Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins — 
'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain — 

'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  gives  thee  strength  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransomed  from  the  grave; 

He  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

Isaac  "Watts. 

21  Silver  Street.     S.  M. 

Psalm  103.  {'^l 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing; 
Jehovah  is  the  sov'reign  God, 
The  universal  king. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 

And  all  the  solid  ground, 


20  '  WORSHIP. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne; 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord; 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719. 


22  Gates  of  Praise. 

Gates  of  Praise. 

T  IFT  up  the  Gates  of  Praise, 
L*  That  we  may  enter  in, 
And  o'er  salvation's  walls  proclaim 
That  Christ  redeems  from  sin. 

Cho. — The  stars  may  praise  the  hand 
That  decks  the  sky  above, 
But  man  alone  can  tell  the  pow'r 
Of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

2  God's  works  reveal  his  might, 
His  majesty  and  grace; 

But  not  the  tender  Father's  love 
That  saves  a  dying  race. 

3  Then  let  the  voice  of  praise 
To  heavenly  courts  ascend, 

Till  with  the  songs  the  angels  sing 
Our  hallelujahs  blend. 

4  To  him  that  hath  redeemed 
Our  souls  from  sin's  dark  maze; 

The  Hope  and  Savior  of  mankind, 
Be  everlasting  praise. 

M.  E.  Servoss. 


GENERAL   PRAISE.  21 

23  Leighton.     S.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Praise.  (32) 

STAND  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
1  Ye  people  of  his  choice! 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord,  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud  and  magnify? 

3  Oh,  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire. 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 
And  his  salvation  ours; 

Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

James  Montgomery,  1825. 

24  Wilmot.     8s  &  7S. 

Psalm  148.  (53) 

PRAISE  the  Lord,  ye  heavens!  adore  him; 
Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height! 
Sun  and  moon!  rejoice  before  him; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light! 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken; 
Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed; 

Laws,  which  never  shall  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious; 
Never  shall  his  promise  fail; 

God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 


22  .     WORSHIP. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation. 
Hosts  on  high!  his  power  proclaim 

Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation! 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 

John  Kempthorne,  1*10. 

25  Horton.    7s 

Psalm  j 07. 

T"HANK  and  praise  Jehovah's  name; 
1    For  his  mercies,  firm  and  sure, 
Prom  eternitv  the  same 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice. 
Gathered  out  of  every  land; 

As  the  people  of  his  choice, 
Plucked  from  the  destrover's  hand. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love: 
Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath: 

Praise  him  in  the  heights  above; 
Praise  your  Maker  all  that  breathe 

4  For  his  truth  and  mercv  stand. 
Past,  and  present,  and  to  be. 

Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand — 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

.lame?;  Montgomery,  1 

26  Hallelujah  !     8s  &  7s. 

Ptaisc  the  Lord. 

HALLELUJAH!  song  of  gladness; 
Bong  of  everlasting  joy; 
Hallelujah!  song  the  sweetest 
That  can  angel  hosts  employ. 

Cho. — Praise  ye  the  Lord!  sing  Hallelujah! 
Praise  ye  the  Lord!  sing  Hallelujah! 
Praise  ye  the  Lord!  sing  Hallelujah! 
Praise  ye  the  Lord ! 


GENERAL    PRAISE. 


23 


2  Hallelujah!  Church  victorious. 
Thou  mayst  lift  this  joyful  strain; 

Hallelujah!  songs  of  triumph, 
Well  befit  the  ransomed  train. 

3  Hallelujah!  let  our  voices 
Rise  to  heav'n  with  full  accord; 

Hallelujah!  ev'ry  moment 
Brings  us  nearer  to  the  Lord. 

i  But  our  earnest  supplication, 
Holy  God,  we  raise  to  thee; 

Bring  us  to  thy  blissful  presence. 
Let  us  all  thy  glory  see. 


A«en. 


27      Let  Us  Praise  Him  To-day.   8s  &  7s. 

The  Universal  Song. 

DRAISE  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator! 

1  Praise  to  thee  from  ev'ry  tongue; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  ev'ry  creature, 

Join  the  universal  song. 

Cho. — Glory  to  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Glory  to  the  Spirit!  three  in  one! 
Let  us  praise  him,  let  us  praise  him,  let  us 

praise  him  to-day. 
And  sing  his  loving  kindness  on  our  wa*' 

2  Father!  source  of  all  compassion ! 
Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine; 

Hail  the  Lord  of  our  salvation! 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 
For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 

Sound  his  praise  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 


24  WORSHIP 

4  Praise  to  God,  our  great  Creator! 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost; 
Praise  him,  ev'ry  living  creature, 

Earth  and  heavVs  united  host 

J.  TV.  Fawoett,  17tr, 

28  Lyons,      ios   &   us.    « 

Praise  of  Divine  Love 

0  worship  the  King,  all-glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days. 
Pavilioned  in  splendor  and  girdled  with  prai^v. 

2  Thy  bountiful  care,  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light; 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetlv  distills  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

3  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail; 

Thy  mercies,  how  tender!    how  firm  to  the  end, 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend! 

4  Our  Father   and  God,  how  faithful  thy  love! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 

Sir  Robert  Grant,  1839 

29  Lyons,      ios  &   us. 

Salvation  to  God. 

A^E  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim,. 
I    And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name. 
The  name,  all- victorious,  of  Jesus  extol; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious,  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save; 
And  still  he  is  nigh,  his  presence  we  have; 
The  great  congregation  his  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus  our  King. 


GENERAL    PRAISE.  25 

3  "Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  ^n  the  throne," 
Let  all  cry  aloud,  and  honor  the  Son; 
Our  Savior's  high  praises  the  angels  :roelaim,— 
Fall  down  on  their  faces,  and  worship  the  Lamb. 

C.  Wesley,  1744. 

30  Gerar.     S.  M 

The  Glories  of  the  Sanctuary.  (128) 

HOW  charming  is  the  place 
Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  glories  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  I 

2  Here,  on  the  mercy  seat, 
With  radiant  glory  crowned, 

Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  aroundo 

3  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries, 
Each  contrite  soul  presents; 

And  while  he  hears  their  humble  sighs 
He  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

4  Give  me,  O  Lord,  a  place 
Within  thv  blest  abode; 

Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

S.  Stennett. 

31  Hendon.     7s. 

A  Blessing  Impiofed,  (134) 

LORD!  we  come  before  thee  now; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 
Oh,  do  not  our  suit  disdain; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 


26  WORSHIP. 

t 

3  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return: 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up, 
Strong  in  faith,  in  love,  and  hope. 

4  Grant  that  those  who  seek  may  find 
Thee,  a  God  sincere  and  kind; 

Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free, 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

"William  Hammond,  1745. 

32  Sicily.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Opening  of  Service.  (137) 

IN  thy  name,  O  Lord!  assembling, 
We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear — 

Hear  with  meekness — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee; 

Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  wo  run,  nor  wearv  be, 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship,  purer,  sweeter, 
Thee  thy  people  shall  adore; 

Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 
Far  than  thought  conceived  before; 

Pull  enjoyment, 
Pull,  unmixed,  and  evermore. 

Thomas  Kelly,  1809. 

33  Sicily.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Close  of  Service.  041) 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Pill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 


SANCTUARY. 


27 


Triumph  in  redeeming  grace; 

Oh!  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

$  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 

May  the  fruits  of  thv  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us,  evermore,  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 

Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obev, 
We  shall  surely 

Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 


Walter  Shirlpj,  1774. 


34  Sicily.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Plea  jor  Parting  Blessing. 

C^ODof  our  salvation!  hear  us; 
T  Bless,  oh,  bless  us,  ere  we  go; 
When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us, 
Lest  we  cold  and  careless  grow. 

Savior!  keep  us; 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  foe. 

2  As  our  6teps  are  drawing  nearer 

To  our  everlasting  home, 
May  our  view  of  heaven  grow  clearer, 

Hope  more  bright  of  joys  to  come; 
And,  when  dying, 

May  thy  presence  cheer  the  gloom. 


(139) 


Thomas  KellT.  1809. 


28  WORSHIP. 

35  Mendon.     L.  M. 

Psalm  84.  (119) 

pREAT  God!  attend  while  Zion  sings 
vJ  The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  davs  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace! 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

5  O  God,  our  King!  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 

And  devils  at  thy  presence  rlee; 
Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee! 

Isaaa  Watts,  1719. 

36  Mendon.     L.  M. 

The  Presence  of  Christ.  (124) 

HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord! 
Dear  Savior!  on  thy  people  smile, 
And  come,  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
That  we  may  here  converse  with  thse? 

Ah!  Lordi  behold  us  at  thy  foet; — 
Let  this  the  gate  of  heaven  be. 


SANCTUARY.  29 

3  Chief  of  ten  thousand!  now  appear, 
That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face; 

Oh !  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear 
And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

Thomas  Kelly,  1809. 

37  Mendon.     L.  M. 

Psalm  84.  (127) 

HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode; 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee? 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

±  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate; 
God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719 

38  Ward.     L.  M 

Before  Sermon.  (122) 

I^HY  presence,  gracious  God!  afford; 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixed  with  what  we  hear. 


30  •  WORSHIP. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove. 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed 

And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply, 
With  sovereign  power  and  energy; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thv  will: 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

JoimFawcett,  17- 

39  Migdol.     L.  M. 

Acts  2:1.  (792) 

/^OMMAND  thy  blessing  from  aoove 
\j  O  God,  on  all  assembled  here; 
Behold  us  with  a  Father's  love, 
While  we  look  up  with  filial  fear. 

2  Command  thy  blessing,  Jesus,  Lord! 
May  we  thy  true  disciples  be; 

Speak  to  each  heart  the  mighty  word — 
Sav  to  the  weakest,  follow  me. 

3  Command  thy  blessing  in  this  hour, 
Spirit  of  truth !  and  fill  the  place 

With  wounding  and  with  healing  power, 
With  quickening  and  confirming  grace. 

4  Oh,  thou,  our  Maker,  Savior,  Guide, 
One  true,  eternal  God  confessed: 

Whom  thou  hast  joined  none  may  divide, 
None  dare  to  curse  whom  thou  hast  blest. 

Jftmea  Montgomery- 


SANCTUARY.  31 

40  Mear.     C.  M. 

God's  Presence  in  Sanctuary.  Ill) 

\  GAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

1  \   And  in  thy  courts  appear; 
Again,  with  joyful  feet,  we  come 

To  meet  our  Savior  here. 

2  Within  those  walls  let  holy  peace, 
And  love,  and  concord  dwell; 

Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease- 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

?>  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
In  faith  present  our  prayers: 

And,  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

5  Shew  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting  hope  to  raise; 

And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

John  Newton,  1779,  a. 

41  Mear.     C.  M. 

Dedication,  (H?5) 

OH,  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands. 
Built  over  earth  and  sea! 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 

1  Lord!  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  walls  t'  abide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  and 

Serenely  by  thy  side! 


32  ■     WORSHIP. 

3  May  erring  minds,  that  worship  here, 

Be  taught  the  better  way; 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 

Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

■i  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While,  round  these  hallowed  walls,  the  storm 

Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

William  C.  Bryant,  1»35 


42  Mear.     C.  M. 

Psalm  j 22.  (II 

HOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say — 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear — 
And  keep  the  solemn  day!" 


2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road: 
The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 

Stands  like  a  palace,  built  for  God 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 
The  holy  tribes  repair; 

The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

\:  He  hears  our  praises  and  complaints; 

And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 

We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 

By  her  attendants  blest! 


i 


SABBATH   DAY.  33 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell, 
There  God,  my  Savior,  reigns. 

Isaac  Watts.  1719 

43  Lisbon.     S.  M. 

The  Sabbath   Welcomed.  (81) 

WELCOME!  sweet  day  of  rest, 
>  V    That  saw  the  Lord  arise! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day; 

Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  place, 
Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit  and  sing  nerself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Isaac  Watts,  170* 

44  Mendebras.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

The  Sabbath  Holy.  (Uj, 

Oday  of  rest  and  gladness, 
O  day  of  joy  and  light! 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright! 
On  thee,  the  high  and  lowly, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
S.ng  Holy!  Holy!  Holy! 
To  the  great  Three  in  One. 


S4  Worship. 

2  On  thee,  at  the  creation, 
The  light  tirst  had  its  birth; 

On  thee  for  our  salvation, 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth 
On  thee,  our  Lord,  victorious, 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven, 
And  thus  on  thee,  most  glorious, 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  New  graces  ever  gaining 
From  this  our  day  of  rest, 

We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest; 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises,  - 

To  Father  and  to  Son; 
The  church  her  voice  ujjraises 

To  thee,  blest  Three  in  One. 


Christopher  Wordsworth,  1858. 


45  Auburn.    C.  M. 

Sweet  Day  of  Rest.  (66j 

COME,  dearest  Lord,  and  feed  thy  sheep, 
On  this  sweet  day  of  rest ; 
Oh,  bless  this  flock,  r.nd  make  this  fold 
Enjoy  a  heavenly  rest. 

2  Welcome,  and  precious  to  my  soul 
Are  these  sweet  days  of  love  ; 

But  what  a  Sabbath  shall  I  keeu 
When  I  shall  rest  above  ! 

3  I  come,  I  wait,  I  hear,  I  pray  ; 
Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  I  trace  ; 

Here,  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
I  wait  to  see  thy  face. 


SABBATH    DAY.  35 

4.  These  are  the  sweet  and  precious  days 

On  which  my  Lord  I've  seen  ; 
And  oft,  when  feasting  on  his  word, 

In  raptures  I  have  been. 

5  Oh,  if  my  soul,  when  death  appears, 

In  this  sweet  frame  be  found, 
I'll  clasp  my  Savior  in  mine  arms, 

And  leave  this  earthly  ground. 

John  Mason,  ltfb* 


46  Auburn.     C.  M. 

Sabbath  Morn.  (60} 

HOW  sweetly  breaks  the  Sabbath  dawn 
Along  the  eastern  skies  ! 
So,  when  the  night  of  time  hatn  gone, 
Eternity  shall  rise. 

2  How  softly  spreads  the  Sabbath  light ! 
How  soon  the  gloom  hath  lied  ! 

So  o'er  the  new  created  sight 
Celestial  bliss  is  spread. 

3  What  quiet  reigns  o'er  earth  and  sea, 
Through  all  the  stilly  air  ! 

So  calm  may  we  this  Sabbath  be, 
And  free  from  worldlv  care. 

4  Thus  let  thy  peace,  O  Lord  !  pervade 
Our  bosoms  all  our  days  ; 

And  let  each  passing  hour  be  made 
A  herald  of  thy  praise. 

5  This  peace  of  God— how  full  !  how  sweet 
It  flows  from  Jesus'  breast ; 

It  makes  our  bliss  on  earth  complete, 
It  brings  eternal  rest. 

Kdwiu  F.  Huttlvld,  1S4U. 


36 


WORSHIP. 


47  Auburn.     C.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day  Morning.  (6$ 

WHEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 
And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 
That  opens  on  the  sight, 

When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Sweet  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  c\.<id<* ; 
Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 

Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 
The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 

That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more  ? 

James  Edmesto'i,  1820. 


48  Sabbath.    7s,  6  or  8  lines. 

Blessing  of  the  Sabbath. 

OAFELY  thro'  another  week, 
vJ  God  has  bro't  us  on  our  way  ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 
Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 

Show  thy  reconciling  face ; 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  ; 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free ; 

May  we  rest,  this  day,  in  thee. 


(9*) 


SABBATH   DAY.  37 

3  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints, 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints ; 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

John  Newton,  1779.  a. 

49  Lischer.    (German.)    H.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  the  Sabbath.  (98) 

WELCOME,  delightful  morn ! 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest ; 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys 

1  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 
And  rill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 

Thy  scepter,  Lord,  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face  ! 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Savioi's  love, 

And  bless  the  sacred  hours  ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
2sTor  Sabbaths  be  indulged  in  vain. 

Hayward,  1806. 

50  Spanish  Hymn.    7s,  8. 

The  Day  of  Rest.  (91) 

WELCOME,  sacred  day  of  rest ! 
Sweet  repose  from  worldly  care  ; 
Day  above  all  days  the  best, 
When  our  souls  for  heav'n  prepare ; 


38  WORSHIP. 

ft 

Day,  when  our  Redeemer  ros*, 

Victor  o'er  the  hosts  of  hell ; 
Thus  he  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 

Let  our  lips  his  glory  tell. 

2  Gracious  Lord  !  we  love  this  day, 

When  we  hear  thy  holy  word  ; 
When  we  sing  thy  praise,  and  pray, 

Earth  can  no  such  joys  afford  : 
But  a  better  rest  remains, 

Heav'nly  Sabbaths,  happier  days, 
Rest  from  sin,  and  rest  from  pains, 

Endless  joys  and  endless  praise. 

William  Brown,  1822. 


51  Last  Hope.     7s. 

Sabbath  Evening.  (93) 

COFTLY  fades  the  twilight  ray 
U  Of  the  holv  Sabbath  dav  : 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  fades  ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 

At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4:  Savior,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heav'n  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

Samuel  F.  Smith,  1843 


MORNING  AND   EVENING.  30 

52  Lowry.    L.  M. 

Morning  Praise. 

\WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Th\  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  oft  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Awake,  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  th'  eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
A  nd  hast  refreshed  me  when  I  slept ; 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 

1  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

Bp.  Ken,  1709. 

53  „  Vigil.     S.  M.  • 

Morning  Song.  (1169' 

SEE  how  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  ev'ry  bright'ning  ray. 

2  Thus  wrould  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  Parent  sing, 
And  to  its  great  Original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 
Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 

I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near 


40  WORSHIP. 

* 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 


T.  Scot; 


54  Evening  Prayer.     8s  &  7s. 

Evening  Blessing  Desired.  (1171) 

SAVIOR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
E'er  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing, 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 
Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly ; 

Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us, 
We  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 
Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 

Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  overtake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 

May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright  and  deathless  bloom. 

James  Edmeston,  1820. 

55  Hursley.     L.  M. 

Evening  Hymn.  (1165) 

SUN  of  my  soul,  thou  Savior  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near  ; 
Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 

My  weary  eye-lids  gently  steep, 
Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 

Forever  on  my  Savior's  breast. 


MORNING  AND  EVENING.  41 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 

Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  thro'  the  world  our  way  we  take, 

Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love 
We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

Rev.  J.  Keble,  1827 

56  Eventide,     ios.  A 

Evening  of  the  Day. 

ABIDE  with  me  :  fast  falls  the  eventide  ; 
The  darkness  deepens;  Lord,  with  me  abide! 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me! 

2  Not  a  brief  glance  I  beg,  a  passing  word, 
.But  as  thou  dwell'st  with  thy  disciples,  Lord, 
Familiar,  condescending,  patient,  tree, 
Come,  not  to  sojourn,  but  abide  with  me. 

3  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour; 
What  but  thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power* 
Who  like  thyself  my  guide  and  stay  can  be? 
Thro'  cloud  and  sunshine,  oh,  abide  with  me! 

4  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away : 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

O  thou,  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me  ! 

Henry  Francis  Lyte,  1847. 

57  Eventide,     ios. 

Closing  Hymn. 

V^AVIOR,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise 
O  With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise; 
We  rise  to  bless  thee  ere  our  worship  cease, 
And  now,  departing,  wait  thy  word  of  peace. 


42  WORSHIP. 

» 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way, 
With  thee  begun,  with  thee  shall  end  the  day; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from 

shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy  name. 

3  Grant  us  thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  com- 

ing night; 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light; 
Prom  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 

John  Ellcrtou,  1868. 


58  Seymour,     7s. 

Evening  Devotion. 

COFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
0  Fades  upon  my  sight  away; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Thou  whose  all  pervading  eye 
Naught  escapes  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 

Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

4  Thou  who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 
All  of  man's  infirm itv  ; 

Then  from  thine  eternal  t'arone, 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 


O.  W.  Doane,  1834 


MORNING  AND  EVENING.  43 

59  Stockwell.    8s  &  7s. 

Evening  Meditations* 

CILENTLY  the  shades  of  evening 
v ;  Gather  round  my  lowly  door  ; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  O  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 
Tho'  the  world  be  oft  forgot ! 

O  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely! 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 
Where  our  spirits  only  blend — 
They,  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble; 
We,  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  memories  cluster, 
Like  the  stars  wThen  storms  are  past ; 
Pointing  up  to  that  far  heaven 

We  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 

C.  C.  Cox. 

60  Fading,  Still  Fading.  P.  M.,with  Refrain 

Evening  Prayer. 

F'ADING,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining; 
Father  in  heaven,  the  day  is  declining; 
Safety  and  innocence  flee  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the 

night. 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning 

bells  chime, 
Shield  us  from  danger,  keep  us  from  crime. 

Rep. — Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy, 

Father,  have  mercy,  thro'  Jesus  Christ 
our  Lord.     Amen. 


ii  WORSHIP. 

i 

2  Father  in  heaven,  O  hear  when  we  call: 
Hear,  for  Christ'.;  sake,  who  is  Savior  of  all. 
Feeble  and  fainting,  we  trust  in  thy  might; 
In  doubting  and  darkness  thy  love  be  our  ligl  ,t; 
Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night 

taper  burns, 
Wake  in  thine  arms  when  morning  returns. 

Seliaa  Huntingtoi 


6  God  Be  With  You.     P.  M. 

Parting  Blessing. 

GOD  be  w;th  you  till  we  meet  again, 
By  his  counsels  guide,  uphold  you, 
With  his  sheep  securely  fold  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again 

Cho. — Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
Till  we  meet  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
Till  we  meet,  till  we  meet, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

2  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
'Neath  his  wings  securely  hide  you, 
Daily  manna  still  provide  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
When  life's  perils  thick  confound  you, 
Put  his  arms  unfailing  round  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 
Keep  love's  banner  floating  o'er  you, 
Smite  death 's  threat 'ning  wave  before  you, 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

J.  E   Rankin   l>.  ft 


HOLY    SCRIPTURES.  ,     45 

$2  Wonderful  Words.     P.   M. 

Words  of  Life. 

UING  them  over  again  to  me, 
u  Wonderful  words  of  life, 
Let  me  more  of  their  beauty  see, 
Wonderful  words  of  life, 

Words  of  life  and  beauty, 
Teach  me  faith  and  dutv. 

■ 

Cho. — Beautiful  words,  wonderful  words, 
Wonderful  words  of  life, 
Beautiful  words,  wonderful  words, 
Wonderful  words  of  life. 

9  Christ  the  blessed  One  gives  to  all 

Wonderful  words  of  life  ; 
Sinner,  list  to  the  loving  call, 
Wonderful  words  of  life  ; 
All  so  freely  given, 
Wooing  us  to  heaven. 

3  Sweetly  echo  the  gospel  call, 

Wonderful  words  of  life  ; 

Offer  pardon  and  peace  to  all, 

Wonderful  words  of  life ; 

Jesus,  only  Savior, 

Sanctify  forever. 

P.  P.  BliBB. 

63  Give  Me  the  3ible.     P.  M. 

The  Bible  Desired. 

C^  IVE  me  the  Bible,  star  of  gladness  gleaming, 

'.T  To  cheer  the  wand'rer  lone  "and  tempest- 
tossed  ; 

Xo  storm  can  hide  that  radiance  peaceful 
beaming, 

Since  Jesus  came  to  seek  and  save  the  lost. 


46       .  ho'ly  scriptures. 

Cho,  —Give  me  the  Bible!  holy  message  shining, 
Thy  light  shall  guide  me  in  the  narrow 
way. 
Precept  and  promise,  law  and  love  com- 
bining, 
Till  night  shall  vanish  in  eternal  day. 

2  Give  me  the  Bible,  when  my  heart  is  broken, 
When  sin  and  grief  have  rilled  my  soul  with  fear; 
(iive  me  the  precious  words  by  Jesus  spoken, 
Hold  up  faith's  lamp  to  show  my  Savior  near. 

3  Give  me  the  Bible,  all  my  steps  enlighten, 
Teach  me  the  danger  of  these  realms  below  ; 
That   lamp   of   safety,   o'er    the    gloom    shall 

brighten, 
That  light  alone  the  path  of  peace  can  show. 

•i  Give  me  the  Bible,  lamp  of  life  immortal, 
Hold  up  that  splendor  by  the  open  grave  ; 
Show  me  the  light  from  heaven's  shining  portal, 
Show  me  the  glory  gilding  Jordan's  wave. 

Priseilla  J.  Owena. 

64  Shirland.     S.  M 

Psalm  ug.  (170) 

pEHOLD!  the  morning  sun 
1)  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
1 1  is  beams  thro'  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But,  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  the  tombs 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just; 

Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord  ! 
And  men  securely  trust. 


HOL.Y  SCRIPTURES.  47 


4  My  gracious  God!  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  givan  ! 

Oh !  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  lind  the  path  to  heaven. 


Isaac  Watts,  17iy. 


65  Dallas.     7S. 

Book  Divine. 

HOLY  Bible,  book  divine, 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine*, 
Mine  to  tell  me  whence  I  came; 
Mine  to  teach  me  what  I  am. 

2  Mine  to  chide  me  when  I  rove; 
Mine  to  show  a  Savior's  love; 

Mine  thou  art  to  guide  and  guard; 
Mine  to  punish  or  reward. 

3  Mine  to  comfort  in  distress, 
Suffering  in  this  wilderness; 

Mine  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death. 

4  Mine  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom; 

O  thou  holy  book  divine, 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine. 

John  Burton,  1805. 

66  Evan.      C.  M. 

Psalm  ug.  (155J 

IORD  !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice. 
-j  My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 

With  ever  fresh  delight. 


4S  HOLY   SCRIPTURES. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown 
Where  springs  of  life  arise; 

Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 


4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have — 

It  makes  uur  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope,  beyond  the  grave, 

And  our  eternal  rest. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719. 

67  Evan.     C.  M. 

The  Latter  Day.  (1018) 

LORD  !  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power  ; 
Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  its  grace, 
The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 

With  Ludden  flowers  and  fruits  arrayed, — 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  Peace,  with  her  olives  crowned,  sLall  stretch 
Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore  ; 

No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
Xor  murderous  cannon  roar. 

4  Lord  !  for  these  days  we  wait ; — these  days 
Are  in  thy  word  foretold  ; 

Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars  !  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 

5  Amen  ! — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 
Unnumbered  myriads  cry ; 

Amen  ! — with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 
Unnumbered  choirs  reply. 

Thomas  Gibbons.  1769. 


HOLY  SCRIPTURES.  49 

68  Evan.     C.  M. 

The  Incomparable  Richness  of  God's  Word.     (150) 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

'2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find — 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 

And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
And  yields  a  free  repast ; 

Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 

And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

\nd  still  new  beauties  may  I  see 
And  still  increasing  light. 

Anne  Steele,  rT8t 

69  Devizes.     C.  M. 

The  Bible  Our  Light.  (l*9J 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shinb 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  Its  light,  descending  from  above, 

Our  gloomy  world  to  cheer, 
Displays  a  Savior's  boundless  love, 

And  brings  his  glories  near. 


50  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

i 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 

Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

4  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 

Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

John  Fawcett,  1782. 

70  Devizes.     C.   M. 

Psalm  ug.  (150) 

HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 
That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 

And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise ; 
I  hate  the  sinners'  road ; 

I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God ! 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 
How  pure  is  every  page  ! 

That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719. 

71  Devizes.     C.  M. 

Perfection  of  the  Law  and  Testimony.  (151) 

THY  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light ; 
Thy  testimonies  sure ; 
The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  thy  commandments  pure. 


GOt> — BEING   AND  ATTRIBUTES.  51 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 
And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 

Let  those  be  gladness  to  my  ears — 
The  dayspring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes ; 
Who  knows  the  guile  within  ? 

Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes  ; 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express — 
The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind — 

0  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
With  thee  acceptance  find. 

C.  Wesley. 

72  Manoah.     C.  M. 

Faithfulness. 

BEGIN,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 
And  speak  some  boundless  thing  ; 
The  mighty  works  or  mightier  name 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
>>ing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 

And  the  performing  God. 

\  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies  ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 

Speaks  all  the  promises. 

i  Oh,  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  uThou  art  mine  !  " 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 

To  notes  almost  divine. 

Isaac  Watts 


52  GOD — BE1NQ  AND  ATTRIBUTES. 

73  Manoah.     C.  M. 

Power. 

THE  Lord,  our  God,  is  full  of  might, 
The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks? — and,  in  his  heavenly  height, 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Eebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 
With  threatening  aspect  roar  ; 

The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine; 
Without  his  high  behest, 

Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 
In  distant  peals  it  dies ; 

He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations  bend — in  reverence  bend ; 
Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 

And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  your  God. 

H.  Kirke  White. 

74  Manoah.     C.  M. 

Eternity. 

pREAT  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
VJ  What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made: 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 

Were  all  the  nations  dead. 


(iOD — BEING    AND   ATTRIBUTES.  63 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 
Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 

To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears — 
Great  God  !  thei^  s  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 
And  vexed  with  trifling  cares  ; 

While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

5  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

Isaac  Watts. 

75  Italy.     6s  &  4S. 

The  Trinity  Adored,  (394) 

pOME,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
\j  Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  ; 
Father,  all  glorious  I 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
^Ancient  of  days  ! 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word  ! 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword  ; 

Our  prayer  attend  : 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter  ! 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour  : 


54  GOD — BEING   AND   ATTRIBUTES. 

Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart. 
Spirit  of  power  ! 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence,  evermore  ! 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternitv 

Love  and  adore. 

Charles  Wesley,  1757. 


76  All  Saints.     L.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Trinity  (391) 

BLEST  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
To  whose  celestial  source  we  owe 
Rivers  of  endless  joy  above, 

And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God  ! 
From  whose  dear,  wounded  body  rolls 

A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood- 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  souls 

3  We  give  the  sacred  Spirit  praise, 
Who,  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  woe, 

Makes  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 

4  Thus,  God,  the  Father,  God,  the  Son, 
And  God,  the  Spirit,  we  adore  ; 

That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 

Isaac  WaUi,  1708. 


GOD — BEING   AND   ATTRIBUTES.  55 

77  Elizabethtown.     CM. 

Cod  Incoviprehensiblc.  (844) 

THY  way,  O  God!  is  in  the  sea, 
1    Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace; 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

%1  Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight; 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 

In  glory's  clearer  light? 

3  Here  the  dark  veils  of  flesh  and  sense 
My  captive  soul  surround; 

Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
My  wondering  thoughts  confound. 

4  As  through  a  glass  I  dimly  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  love; 

How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above! 

5  With  rapture  I  shall  soon  survey 
Thy  providence  and  grace; 

And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

John  Fawcett,  178?. 

78  Elizabethtown.  CM. 

Etern  ity  of  God.  ( 1071 ) 

0GOD!  cur  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 

StJl  may  we  dwell  secure; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 

And  our  defense  is  sure. 


56  GOD — BEirfG   AND   ATTRIBUTES. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame, 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 
Are  like  an  evening  gone; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood. 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

Isaac  "Watts.  1719. 

79  Elizabethtown.     C.  M. 

Divine  Perfections.  (182) 

T  SING  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 

1  That  made  "the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 

And  built  the  loftv  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 
The  sun  to  rule  the  day; 

The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
That  filled  the  earth  with  food; 

He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord!  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed 
Where'er  I  turn  mine  eve! 

If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky. 

Isaac  Watts. 


GOD — BEING   ANT)   ATTRIBUTES. 


57 


80  Dundee.      C.  M. 

On r  Heavenly  Father.  (21) 

V  God!  how  wonderful  thou  art! 
Thy  majesty  how  bright! 
How  beautiful  thy  mercy  seat, 
In  depths  of  burning  light. 

2  How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years, 
Oh,  everlasting  Lord! 

By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night, 
Incessantly  adored. 

3  Oh,  how  I  fear  thee,  living  God! 
With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 

And  worship  thee  with  trembling'  hope, 
And  penitential  tears0 

4  Yet  I  may  love  thee,  too,  O  Lord! 
Almighty  as  thou  art, 

For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  this  poor  heart. 

5  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 
No  mother,  half  so  mild, 

Bears  and  forbears  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

6  Father  of  Jesus!  love's  reward! 
What  rapture  will  it  be, 

Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  gaze  and  gaze  on  thee. 

Frederick  Wm.  Faber,  184&, 

81  Dundee.  C.  M. 

God's  Ways  Not  Understood.  (848) 

(xOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
T  His  wonders  to  perform; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


58  COD — BEING   AND   ATTRIBUTES. 

2  Doep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never -failing  skill, 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints!  fresh  courage  take; 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  wTill  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour; 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

G  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  wTill  make  it  plain. 

William  Cowper,  1TT2, 

82  Dundee.  C.  M. 

Majesty.    Ps.  18. 

rriIE  Lord  descended  from  above, 
1    And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high; 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim 

Full  royally  he  rode; 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 

Came  flying  all  abroad. 


GOD — BEING   AND   ATTRIBUTES.  59 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
A  nd  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 

Forevermore  shall  reign. 

Thomas  Stornhold,  d.  1549. 

83  Triumph.     L.  M. 

The  Good )i ess  of  God.  0?G) 

VES,  God  is  good;  in  earth  and  sky, 
1    From  ocean  depths  and  spreading  wood, 
Ten  thousand  voices  seem  to  cry, 
"God  made  us  all,  and  God  is  good." 

2  The  sun  that  keeps  his  trackless  way, 
And  downward  pours  his  golden  flood. 
Night's  sparkling  hosts  all  seem  to  sky, 
In  accents  clear,  that  God  is  good. 

3  Yes,  God  is  good,  all  Nature  says, 

By  God's  own  hand  with  speech  endued; 
And  man,  in  louder  notes  of  praise, 
Should  sing  for  joy  that  God  is  good. 

4  For  all  thy  gifts,  we  bless  thee,  Lord; 
But  chiefly  for  our  heavenly  food, 

Thy  pardoning  grace,  thy  quickening  word ; 
These  prompt  our  song  that  God  is  good. 

John  H.  Gurncj. 

84  Triumph.     L.  M. 

The  Eternity  of  God.  07*) 

ERE  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 
Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood, 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages  in  their  flight 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  clay; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 

At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 


60  GOD — BEING   AND   ATTRIBUTES. 

3  But  our  brief  life's  a  shadowy  dream — 
A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er; 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam. 
And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

i  To  us,  O  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 
Each  passing  moment  so  to  spend, 

That  wTe  at  length  with  thee  may  live 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 

*  Isaac  Wa' 

85  Triumph.     L.  M. 

God  Seen  in  Nature.  (1/ftO 

rrHERE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 
1   Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  ski.^s; 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 
Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame, 

Inscribes  in  characters  of  light 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God — 
Bow  down  before  him  and  adore. 

Anne  Steele 

86  Triumph.     L.  M. 

The  Lord  God  Omnipotent.  .(\i\ 

rPHE  Lord  is  King;  child  of  the  dust ! 
I   The  Judge  of  all  the  earth  is  just ; 
Holv  and  true  are  all  his  wavs  ; 
Let  every  creature  speak  his  praise. 

2  The  Lord  is  King  !  lift  up  thy  voice. 
Oh,  earth  !  and  all  ye  heavens  !  rejoice  ; 
From  wrorld  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring — 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King. 


GOD — BEING   AND  ATTRIBUTES.  Gl 

3  The  Lord  is  King  !  who  then  shall  dare 
Resist  his  will,  distrust  his  care, 
Or  murmur  at  his  wise  decrees, 
Or  doubt  his  royal  promises  ? 

[  Oh,  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake, 
Then  may  his  children  cease  to  sing — 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King. 

Joalah  Cornier. 

S7  Faben.     8s  &  7s.     D. 

God  is  Love. 

/^OD  is  love;  his  mercy  brightens 
*<J  All  the  path  in  which  we  rove; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens: 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 
( nhance  and  change  are  busy  ever; 

Man  decays  and  ages  move; 
Put  his  mercy  waneth  never; 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

$'  E'en  the  hour  the  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove; 
,?rom  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth: 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 
fie  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above; 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth: 

God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

Sir  John  Bowring,  1825. 

88  Mannheim.     8s  &  7s. 

The  Divine  Glory.  (56) 

LORD!  thy  glory  rills  the  heaven; 
Earth  is  with  its  fullness  stored; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord. 


62  GOD — B£ING    AND   ATTRIBUTES. 

2  Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing, 
Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry — 

"Holy,  holy,  holy!"  singing, 

"Lord  of  hosts!  the  Lord  most  high! 

3  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 
Brethren!  let  our  tongues  unite; 

Chief  the  heart  when  duty  raises 
God-ward  at  his  mystic  rite. 

Richard  *Urt,  18?fl. 

89  Azmon.     C.  M. 

Creating  Wisdom.  (184) 

CTERNAL  Wisdom!  thee  we  praise, 
lv  Thee  the  creation  sings; 
With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky! 
How  glorious  to  behold! 

Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad; 

Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder  —  God. 

4  But  the  sweet  beauties  of  thy  grace 
Our  softer  passioxis  move; 

Pity  divine,  in  Jesus'  face, 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

Isaac  "\Ta-ts,  17<**. 

90  Azmon.     C.  M 

The  Trinity.  {!*&) 

HAIL!  holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord, 
Whom  One  in  Three  we  know; 
By  all  thy  heavenly  host  adored, 
By  all  thy  Church  below. 


GOD — BEING   AND   ATTRIBUTES.  63 

2  One  undivided  Trinity 
With  triumph  we  proclaim ; 

The  universe  is  full  of  thee, 
And  speaks  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thee,  holy  Father,  we  confess; 
Thee,  holy  Son,  adore; 

A  nd  thee,  the  Holy  Ghost,  we  bless, 
And  worship  evermore. 

4  Hail!  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Our  heavenly  song  shall  be 

Supreme,  Essential  One,  adored 
In  co-eternal  Thee ! 

C.  Wesley,  1767. 

91  Azmon.     C.  M. 

God  is  Love.  (183) 

COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
And  lift  your  souls  above; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing  that  —  God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 
And  all  his  mercies  prove; 

Jesus,  the  Gift  of  gifts,  appears, 
To  show  that  —  God  is  love. 

3  Behold  his  patience  lengthened  out 
To  those  who  from  him  rove, 

And  calls  effectual  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them  —  God  is  love. 

4  The  work  begun  is  carried  on 
By  power  from  heaven  above; 

And  every  step  from  first  to  last, 
Declares  that  —  God  is  love. 

George  Burder,  1784. 


04  GOD — BEING   ANt    ATTRIliCTES. 

92  Azmon.     C.  M. 

God's  Constant  Goodness.  (179) 

JEHOVAH  God!  thy  gracious  power 
On  every  hand  we  see; 
Oh,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 
And  reaches  to  the  skies; 

Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

3  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 
On  thee  our  hopes  depend; 

In  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

John  Thompson,  181ft 

93  God  is  Love.     P.  M. 

Praise  for  God's  Love. 

COME,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing, 
God  is  love; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  their  praises  bring, 

God  is  love; 
Let  every  soul  from  sin  awake, 
Each  in  his  heart  sweet  music  make, 
And  sing  with  us  for  Jesus'  sake, 

For  God  is  love. 

Ref. —  God  is  love, 
God  is  love. 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing 
That  God  is  love. 

2  Oh,  tell  us  to  earth's  remotest  bound; 

God  is  love; 
In  Christ  we  have  redemption  found, 

God  is  love; 


CHRIST— INCARNATION   AND   BIRTH-  65 

ITis  blood  has  washed  our  sins  away, 
1 1  is  Spirit  turned  our  night  to  day, 
And  now  we  can  rejoice  to  say 

That  God  is  love. 

3  ITow  happy  is  our  portion  here, 

God  is  love; 
1  i  is  promises  our  spirits  cheer, 

God  is  love; 
Tie  is  our  sun  and  shield  by  day. 
Our  help,  our  hope,  our  strength,  and  stay; 
He  will  be  with  us  all  the  way; 

Our  God  is  love. 

Auoo, 

94  Carol.     C.  M.  D. 

The  A  ngeW  Song.  (20tf 

J  T  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 

1  That  glorious  song  of  old, 

From  angels  bending  near  the  earth, 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold; 
•'  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 

Prom  heaven's  all  gracious  King: " 
The  earth  in  solemn  stillness  lay, 

To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come, 
With  peaceful  wings  unfurled; 

And  still  celestial  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world; 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  heavenly  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds, 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  O  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 
Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 

Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way, 
With  painful  steps  and  slow; — 


G6  .CHRIST. 

Look  up!  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing; 
Oh,  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing! 

•4  For  lo!  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophet-bards  foretold, 
AVhen  with  the  ever-circling  years 

Comes  round  the  age  of  gold ! 
When  peace  shall  over  all  the  earth 

Its  final  splendors  fling, 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  swng 

Which  now  the  angels  sing! 

]•:.  H.  Sears,  1850. 


95  Carol.     C.  M.  D. 

A  Light  to  Lighten  the  Gentilrs.  (203) 

THE  race  that  long  in  darkness  pine 
Ha-ve  seen  a  glorious  light; 
The  people  dwell  in  day  who  dwelt 

In  death's  surrounding  night. 
To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun, 

The  gathering  nations  come, 
With  joy,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 
The  harvest  treasures  home. 

2  To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born; 

To  us  a  Son  is  given; 
And  him  shall  all  the  earth  obey, 

And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 
His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Forevermore  adored, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 

Che  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

John  Morrison.  17?1. 


INCARNATION   AND    BIRTH.  67 

96  Christmas.     C.  M. 

Tne  AngeVs  Message  (208) 

WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  b) 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he, — for  mighty  dread 
Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, — 

"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day. 
Is  born  of  David's  line, 

The  Savior,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  "The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  iind 
To  human  view  displayed, 

All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph;  and  forthwith 
Appeared  a  shining  throng 

Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song: 

G  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  hfgh, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace: 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 

Begin  and  never  cease!" 

Nahuin  Tate,  1C96. 

97  Zerah.     C.  M. 

The  Chorus  of  Angels.  (210) 

CALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 


GS  CHRIST. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 
Shed  sacred  glories  there, 

And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 
Send  back  the  glad  reply, 

And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  "  Glory  to  God! "  the  sounding  skies 
Loud  with  their  anthems  ring — 

"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King." 

Kdmund  II.  Seur>,  1835. 

98  Antioch.      C.  M 

Psalm  98.  (200) 

JOY  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come: 
Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  simr. 


Lc 


'2  Joy  to  the  earth!  the  Savior  reigns: 

Let  men  their  songs  employ: 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 

Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 
Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground; 

He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow. 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 
And  makes  the  nations  prove 

The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 


INC7   UfATTOlf    AND   BIRTH.  69 

99  Antioch.     C.  M. 

Christ's  Mission.  (20?) 

HARK  the  gJnd  sound!  the  Savior  comes — 
The  Savior  promised  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 
In  Satan's  bondage  held; 

The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 
The  bleeding  soul  to  cure; 

And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  ^ace, 
T*  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

4  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim; 

And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Philip  Doa-iridsc,  ll;J» 

100  Antioch.     C.  M. 

Jesus  is  God.  (196) 

JESUS  is  God!  the  glorious  bands 
Of  holy  angels  sing 
Songs  of  adoring  praise  to  him, 
Their  Maker  and  their  King. 

2  He  was  true  God  in  Bethlehem's  crib, 
On  Calvary's  cross,  true  God; 

He  who,  in  heaven,  eternal  reigned, 
In  time,  on  earth  abode. 

3  Jesus  is  God!  there  never  was 
A  time  when  he  was  not; 

BoundHss,  eternal,  merciful, 
Tha  ^Vord  the  Sire  begot. 


70  CHRIST. 

1  Backward  our  thoughts  through  ages  stretch, 

Onward  through  endless  bliss; 
For  there  are  two  eternities, 

And  both  alike  are  his. 

o  Jesus  is  God!  oh,  could  I  now, 

But  compass  land  and  sea, 
To  teach  and  tell  this  single  truth, 

How  happy  should  I  be! 

G  Oh,  had  I  but  an  angel's  voice, 

I  would  proclaim  so  loud, 
Jesus,  the  Good,  the  Beautiful, 

Is  everlasting  God. 

Frederick  Wm.  Faber,  1867. 


101  Herald  Angels.     7s  D. 

HARK!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
"Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 
Joyful  all  ye  nations,  rise; 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies! 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

2  See,  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 
Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see; 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity. 
Pleased  as  man  with  men  to  dwell, 
Jesus,  our  Immanuel. 


(219) 


INCARNATION    KVX>   PtRTH.  71 

3  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness; 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
Let  us,  then,  with  angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

C.  Wesl*^   1739 

102  Herald  Angels.     7s  D. 

Glory  to  God.  (204) 

ANGELS  rejoiced  and  sweetly  sung 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth; 
Mortals!  awake;  let  every  tongue 
Proclaim  his  matchless  worth. 

2  Glory  to  God,  who  dwells  on  high, 
And  sent  his  onlv  Son 

To  take  a  servant's  form,  and  die, 
For  evils  we  had  done! 

3  Good-will  to  men;  ye  fallen  race1 
Arise,  and  shout  for  joy; 

He  comes,  with  rich  abounding  grace 
To  save  and  not  destroy. 

4  Lord!  send  the  gracious  tidings  forth, 
And  fill  the  world  with  light, 

That  Jew  and  Gentile,  through  the  earth, 
May  know  thy  saving  might. 

William  Hurh,  1*1. > 

103  Salvation  Morning.     7s  &  6s. 

God's  Salvation  Morning 

WHAT  means  this  glorious  radiance 
Across  Judea's  plain? 
These  white- winged  angels  singing 
In  such  exultant  strain9 


72  .    v^IKIST. 

Cho. — The  King  of  glory  cometh, 

Earth's  broken  hearts  to  bind, 
And  God's  salvation  morning 
Hath  dawned  for  all  mankind. 

2  What  means  this  wondrous  story 
The  holy  angels  tell? 

Of  one  who  reigned  in  heaven, 
And  now  on  earth  would  dwell? 

3  Why  bend  these  Eastern  sages 
To  one  of  lowly  birth? 

What  means  this  heav'nly  message 
Of  love  and  peace  on  earth? 

4  Ye  wand'rers  in  earth's  darkness, 
On  ocean  deep  and  land, 

Hail!  hail!  the  joyful  tidings, 
The  morning  is  at  hand. 

M.  E.  Servoas 

104  Invitation.     C.  M. 

The  Forgiving   One.  (232; 

WHAT  grace,  O  Lord!  and  beauty  shone 
Around  thy  steps  below! 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  ail 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe! 

2  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 
Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove; 

Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

3  Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee; 
Like  thee,  O  Lord!  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins,  than  all 
The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 


LIFE  AM)   CHARACTER.  73 

4  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye, 
In  ns,  thy  brethren,  see 

That  gentleness  and  grace  that  springs 
From  union,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Edward  Dcnnr,  1889. 

105  Invitation.     C.  M. 

The  True  Test. 

WE  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 
To  bring  the  Lord  Christ  down; 
Tn  vain  we  search  the  lowest  deeps. 
For  him  no  depths  can  drown. 

2  But  warm,  sweet,  tender,  even  yet 
A  present  help  is  he; 

And  faith  has  yet  its  Olivet, 
And  love  its  Galilee. 

3  The  healing  of  the  seamless  dress 
Is  by  our  beds  of  pain;^ 

We  touch  him  in  life's  throng  and  press, 
And  we  are  whole  again. 

±  Through  him  the  first  fond  prayers  are  said 

Our  lips  of  childhood  frame; 
The  last  low  whispers  of  our  dead 

Are  burdened  with  his  name. 

5  O  Lord  and  Master  of  us  all, 
Whate'er  our  name  or  sign, 

We  own  thy  sway,  we  hear  thy  call, 
We  test  our  lives  by  thine! 

J.  (J.  Whitti«r 

106  Invitation.     C.  M. 

Childhood  of  Jesus.  (22h) 

[X  stature  grows  the  heavenly  Child, 
1  With  death  before  his  eyes; 
A  Lamb  unblemished,  meek  and  mild, 
Prepared  for  sacrifice. 


74  •  CHRIST. 

2  The  Son  of  God  his  glory  hides 
With  parents  mean  and  poor; 

And  he  who  made  the  heavens  abides 
In  dwelling-place  obscure. 

3  Those  mighty  hands  that  stay  the  sky 
Xo  earthlv  toil  refuse: 

And  he  who  set  the  stars  on  high 
A  humble  trade  pursues. 

4  He  before  whom  the  angels  stand. 
At  whose  behest  they  fly, 

Now  yields  himself  to  man's  command, 
And  lavs  his  glorv  bv. 

5  The  Father's  name  we  loudly  raise, 
The  Son  we  all  adore, 

The  Holy  Ghost,  One  God,  we  praise, 
Both  now  and  evermore. 


A  DOB. 


107  Invitation.     C.  M. 

A  Man  of  Sorrow.  (229) 

A    pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world, 
t\  The  blessed  Savior  passed; 
A  mourner  all  his  life  was  he, 
A  dving  Lamb  at  last. 

2  That  tender  heart  which  felt  for  all, 
For  us  its  life-blood  gave; 

It  found  on  earth  no  resting-place, 
Save  only  in  the  grave. 

3  Such  was  our  Lord;  and  shall  we  fear 
The  cross  with  all  its  s^orn? 

Or  love  a  faithless,  evil  world 
That  wreathed  his  brow  with  thoru? 


MFE   AND    CHARACTER.  75 

4  No,  facing  all  its  frowns  or  smiles, 
Like  him  obedient  still, 

We  homeward  press,  through  storm  or  calm, 
To  Zion's  blessed  hill. 

H.  Bonar. 

108  Olivet.     L.  M. 

The  Meekness  of  Jesus.  (242 

HOW  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine; 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God! 

2  Oh,  who,  like  thee,  so  Calm,  so  bright, 
Thou  God  of  God,  thou  Light  of  Light! 
Oh,  who,  like  thee,  did  ever  go 

So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe? 

3  Oh,  who,  like  thee,  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men  before? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility? 

I  E'en  death,  which  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee; 
Yet  love,  through  all  thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

5  Oh,  in  thy  light,  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  my  wray  of  woe!  * 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God! 

Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe,  1838. 

109  Olivet.     L.  M. 

The  Teaching  of  Jesus.  (213) 

HOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  tilled  the  place! 


76  .  J,rlKIST. 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke; 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way: 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  ni^ht  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest;" 

Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

John  Bowriug,  18 

110  Olivet.     L.  M. 

Christ's  Example.  (239) 

MY  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thv  Word: 

v  *  •  7 

But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

-  Such  was  thv  truth,  and  such  thv  zeal, 

v  7  «  7 

Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 

Such  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
^Yitnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew; 
Thy. conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern,  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Watts,  170J 

111  Overberg.      L.  M. 

The  Miracles  of  Christ.  (247) 

BEHOLD!  the  blind  their  sight  receive; 
Behold!  the  dead  awake  and  live; 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap,  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 


LIFE  AND  CHARACTER.  7? 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son: 
The  Father  vindicates  his  can 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

.'>  He  dies!  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood; 
I  [e  rises,  the  triumphant  God! 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
Xo  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

(  Hence,  and  forever,  from  my  heart, 

1  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  drvine. 

Isaac  Watts,  1T0!I. 

112  Overberg.     L.  M. 

Entry  into  Jerusalem.  (248) 

RIDE  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
Hark!  all  the  tribes  Hosanna  cry; 
O  Savior  meek,  pursue  thy  road 
With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die; 

( )  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin 
( )'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

?>  Hide  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 

The  angel  armies  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eye 

To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 


'  p 


•i  Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
The  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh; 
The  Father  on  his  sapphire  throne 
Awaits  his  own  anointed  Son. 


78  .       CHRIS-r. 

5  Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
In  lowly  pomp,  ride  on  to  die; 
Bow  thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain, 
Then  take,  O  God,  thy  power  and  reign. 

Henry  Hart  Alflnian,  1827 

113  Overberg.     L.  M. 

The  Transfiguration.  (215. 

OH,  wondrous  type,  oh,  vision  fair, 
Of  glory  that  the  church  shall  share. 
Which  Christ  upon  the  mountain  shows, 
Where  brighter  than  the  sun  he  glows! 

2  From  age  to  age  the  tale  declare, 
How  with  the  three  disciples  there, 
Where  Moses  and  Elias  meet, 

The  Lord  holds  converse  high  and  sweet. 

3  The  law  and  prophets  there  have  place, 
Two  chosen  witnesses  of  grace; 

The  Father's  voice  from  out  the  cloud 
Proclaimed  his  only  Son  aloud. 

4  With  shining  face  and  bright  array 
Christ  deigns  to  manifest  to-day, 
What  glory  shall  be  theirs  above 
Who  joy  in  God  with  perfect  love. 

Latin.     Tr.  by  J.  If.  Xeale,  1851 

114  Bavaria.     8s  &  7s  D. 

Christ  Our  Example.  C251 

I^VER  would  I  fain  be  reading, 
-j  In  the  ancient  holv  Book, 
Of  my  Savior's  gentle  pleading, 
Truth  in  ev'ry  word  and  look. 
How  to  all  the  sick  and  tearful 
Help  wTas  ever  gladly  shown; 
How  he  sought  the  poor  and  fearful, 
Calle;]  them  brothers  and  his  own. 


LIFE   AND   CHARACTER.  79 

2  How  no  contrite  soul  e'er  sought  him, 
And  was  bidden  to  depart; 

How,  with  gentle  words  he  taught  him, 
Took  the  death  from  out  his  heart. 

Still  I  read  the  ancient  story, — 
And  my  joy  is  ever  new, — 

How  for  us  he  left  his  glory, 
How  he  still  is  kind  and  true. 

3  How  the  flock  he  gently  leadeth, 
Whom  his  Father  gave  him  here; 

How  his  arms  he  widely  spreadeth, 

To  his  heart  to  draw  us  near. 
Let  me  kneel,  my  Lord!  before  thee, 

Let  my  heart  in  tears  o'erflow, 
Melted  by  thy  love  adore  thee, 

Blessed  in  thee,  mid  joy  or  woe. 

Ger.,  Louisa  Hensel,  182!). 

Tr.,  Catherine  Winkworth,  1858 


115  Heber.      C.  M. 

The  Example  of  Christ.  (23C) 

BEHOLD  where,  in  the  Friend  of  man, 
Appears  each  grace  divine! 
The  virtues  all  in  Jesus  meet, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 

Was  his  divine  employ. 


rn 


3  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  lie  bowed,  and  said, 

"Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done!" 


80  *      CHK1S 


x. 


4  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide, 

His  image  may  we  bear; 
Oh,  may  we  tread  his  sacred  steps, 

And  his  bright  glories  share. 

William  Eudfield,  1802. 

116  Wonderful  Love  of  Jesus.     P.  M. 

Christ's  Love. 

IN  vain  in  high  and  holy  lays 
My  soul  her  grateful  voice  would  raise; 
or  who  can  sing  the  worthy  praise 
Of  the  wonderful  love  of  Jesus? 

Cho. — Wonderful  love!  wonderful  love! 
Wonderful  love  of  Jesus! 
Wonderful  love!  wonderful  love! 
Wonderful  love  of  Jesus! 

2  A  joy  by  day,  a  peace  by  night, 
In  storms  a  calm,  in  darkness  light; 
Tn  pain  a  balm,  in  weakness  might, 
Is  the  wonderful  love  of  Jesus. 

'I  My  hope  for  pardon  when  I  call, 
My  trust  for  lifting  when  I  fall; 
In  life,  in  death,  my  all  in  all, 
Is  the  wonderful  love  of  Jesus. 

E.  S.  I.oreai. 

117  Olive's  Brow.     L.  M. 

Christ  in  Gethsemane.  (2vr.oJ 

PIS  midnight;  and  on  Olive's  brow 
1    The  star  is  dimmed  that  latelv  shone; 
'Tis  midnight;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  suffering  Savior  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight;  and,  from  all  removed, 
The  Savior  wrestles  lone  with  fears; 

E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 

K«eds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 


SUFFERINGS   AND    DEATH.  81 

3  'Tis  midnight;  and  for  others'  guilt 
The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood; 

Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight;  and  from  ether  plains 
Is  borne  tho  song  that  angels  know; 

Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Savior's  woe. 

W.  B.  Tappan,  1822 

118  Windham.     L.  M. 

••  Why  Hast  Thou  Forsaken  Me?"  (256) 

FROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard  — 
A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry; 
My  Savior!  ev'ry  mournful  word 
Bespoke  thy  soul's  deep  agony 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 
On  thee,  thou  spotless  holy  One! 

And  all  the  eager  hosts  of  hell 

Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, 
These  thou  could'st  bear,  nor  once  repine; 

But  when  Jehovah  veiled  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break; 
Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky; 

Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake! 
He  died  that  we  might  never  die. 

John  W.  Cunningham,  1820. 

119  Zephyr.     L.  M 
Consecration  in    View  of  the  Cross.         (261) 

WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Glorv  died. 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

6 


82  '  CHRIST. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  all  the  realms  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Isaac  Watts,  1707. 

ISO  Miriam.     7s  &  6s.     Double. 

(806) 

0  sacred  head,  now  wounded! 
With  grief  and  shame  weighed  down, 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 
With  thorns,  thine  only  crown ; 

0  sacred  head,  what  glory, 
What  bliss,  till  now,  was  thine! 
Yet  tho'  despised  and  gory, 

1  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  thou,  my  Lord!  hast  suffered 
Was  all  for  sinners'  gain; 

Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 
But  thine  the  deadly  pain; 
Lo!  here  I  fall,  my  Savior! 
Tis  I  deserve  thy  place; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor; 
Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

3  The  joy  can  ne'er  be  spoken, 
Above  all  joys  beside, 
When  in  thy  body  broken, 

I  thus  with  safetv  hide; 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH.  tf£ 

My  Lord  of  life!  desiring 
Thy  glory  now  to  see, 
Beside  thy  cross  expiring, 
I'd  breathe  my  soul  to  thee. 

Paul  Gerhar.lt.  1669 


121  Avon.     C.  M. 

Before  the  Cross.  (2bl) 

ALAS!  and  did  my  Savior  bleed? 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I? 

.2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 

And  love  beyond  degree! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in, 

When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 
While  his  dear  cross  appears; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe; 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 

Cho. — Jesus  died  for  you, 

And  Jesus  died  for  me, 

Yes,  Jesus  died  for  all  mankind; 

Bless  God,  salvation's  free. 


S4  '  CHRIST. 

Cho. — Help  me,  dear  Savior,  thee  to  own, 
And  ever  faithful  be; 
And  when  thou  sittest  on  thy  throna. 
O  Lord,  remember  me. 

122  Avon.     C.  M. 

Jesus  Died  for  Me. 

GREAT  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne- 
And  all  thy  glory  see; 
This  is  my  stay,  and  this  alone, 
That  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  How  can  a  soul  condemned  to  die, 
Escape  the  just  decree? 

Helpless  and  full  of  sin  am  I, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  Burdened  with  sin's  oppressive  chain, 
Oh,  how  can  I  get  free? 

No  peace  can  all  my  efforts  gain, 
But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

i  And,  Lord,  when  I  behold  thy  face, 

This  must  be  all  my  plea; 
Save  me  by  thy  almighty  grace, 

For  Jesus  died  for  me. 

W.  H.  Bathurat,  d.  1877. 

123  Cowper.     C.  M. 

Contrition  at  the  Cross.  (283) 

0  JESUS!  sweet  the  tears  I  shed, 
While  at  thy  cross  I  kneel, 
Gaze  on  thy  wounded,  fainting  head, 
And  all  thy  sorrows  feel. 

2  My  heart  dissolves  to  see  thee  bleed, 

This  heart  so  hard  before; 
I  hear  thee  for  the  guilty  plead, 

And  grief  o'erfiows  the  more. 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH. 

3  Twas  for  the  sinful  thou  didst  die, 
And  I  a  sinner  stand; 

What  love  speaks  from  thy  dying  eye, 
And  from  each  pierced  hand ! 

4  I  know  this  cleansing  blood  of  thine 
Was  shed,  dear  Lord,  for  me; 

For  me,  for  all  —  oh,  grace  divine!  — 
Who  look  by  faith  on  thee. 

Ray  Palmer,  1867. 

124  Cowper.     C.  M. 

Resting  Beneath  the  Cross.  (277) 

OPPRESSED  with  noon-day's  scorching  heat, 
To  yonder  cross  I  flee; 
Beneath  its  shelter  take  my  seat: 
No  shade  like  this  for  me! 

2  Beneath  that  cross  clear  waters  burst, 
A  fountain  sparkling  free; 

And  there  I  quench  my  desert  thirst: 
No  spring  like  this  for  me! 

3  A  stranger  here,  I  pitch  my  tent 
Beneath  this  spreading  tree; 

Here  shall  my  pilgrim  life  be  spent: 
No  home  like  this  for  me! 

4  For  burdened  ones  a  resting-place 
Beside  that  cross  I  see; 

Here  I  cast  off  my  weariness: 
No  rest  like  this  for  me! 

H.  Bonar,  1857. 

125  The  Cross.     C.  M. 

The  Precious  Love.  (530) 

THE  cross,  the  cross,  the  blood-stained  cross! 
The  hallowed  cross  I  see; 
Reminding  me  of  precious  blood 
That  once  was  shed  for  me. 


86  '  CHRIST. 

Cho. — Oh,  the  blood,  the  precious  blood, 
That  Jesus  shed  for  me; 
Upon  the  cross,  in  crimson  flood, 
Just  now  by  faith  I  see. 

2  The  cross,  the  cross,  that  heavy  cross, 

My  Savior  bore  for  me; 
It  bowed  him  to  the  earth  with  grief 

On  sad  Mount  Calvary 

>\  The    wounds,    the    wounds,    those     painful 
wounds; 

Oh,  they  were  made  for  me! 
His  hands  and  feet,  his  holy  head, 

All  pierced  and  torn  I  see. 

4  The  death,  the  death,  the  awful  death! 
That  Jesus  died  for  me; 

1  heard  his  groans,  his  prayer,  "Forgive," 
His  bleeding  side  I  see. 

5  The  love,  the  love,  the  matchless  love, 
That  bled  upon  the  tree! 

It  melts  my  heart,  it  wins  my  love, 
It  brings  me,  Lord,  to  thee. 

J.  H.  Stockton. 

126  Gorton.     S.  M. 

Out  Ransom  Paid.  (236) 

OUR  sins  on  Christ  were  laid; 
He  bore  the  mighty  load; 
Our  ransom  price  he  fully  paid 
In  groans,  and  tears,  and  blood. 

2  To  save  a  world  he  dies; 
Sinners,  behold  the  Lamb! 

To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes; 
Seek  mercy  in  his  name. 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH,  87 

3  Pardon  and  peace  abound; 

He  will  your  sins  forgive; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found, — 

He  bids  the  sinner  live. 

i  Jesus,  we  look  to  thee; — 

Where  else  can  sinners  go? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  us  free 

From  wretchedness  and  woe. 

J.  Fawcett,  1780. 

127  Gorton.     S.  M. 

For  Me  He  Died.  (300) 

ARE  there  no  wounds  for  me? 
Hast  thou  received  them  all? 
How  can  I,  Lord,  the  anguish  see, 
Beneath  which  thou  didst  fall  ? 

2  'Tis  over  now,  I  know, — 
That  suffering  life  of  thine; 

Thy  precious  blood  has  ceased  to  flow, 
Thou  wear'st  thy  crown  divine; 

3  But  yet,  I  weeping  see 

The  thorns  which  pierced  thy  head; 
Thou  faint'st  beneath  thy  cross  for  me, 
For  me  to  death  thou'rt  led! 

4  Meekly,  with  love  divine, 
Thy  holy  head  is  bent, 

And  streams  of  blood,  for  sins  of  mine, 
Flow  where  thy  side  is  rent. 

5  Beneath  this  sacred  flood 
I  bow  my  sinful  soul; 

Dear  Savior,  let  thy  precious  blood 
Wash  me  and  make  me  whole. 

Mrs.  Grace  Webster  Hinsdale,  1668, 


88  •  CHKIST. 

128  Owen.     S.  M. 

The  Savior's  Tears.  (298) 

DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears — 
The  wondering  angels  see! 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept — that  we  might  weep— 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear; 

In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

Benjamin  Beddome,  1787. 

129  Toplady.     7s,  6. 

Rock  of  Ages.  (515) 

ROCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee: 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure; 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
All  for  sin  couid  not  atone; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  risfi  to  worlds  unknown. 


5UFFEKTNG5   AND  DEATH.  89 

See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne — 
Rock  of  Ages  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

Augustus  M.  Toplady,  1776. 

Cho. — Bock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

130  Salvator  Mundi.     7s.     D. 

The  Litany.  (513) 

BY  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears; 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears; 
By  thy  conflict  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power — 
Savior,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Savior,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

2  By  the  tenderness  that  wept 
O'er  the  grave  where  Laz'rus  slept; 
By  the  bitter  tears  that  flow'd 
Over  Salem's  lost  abode — 
Savior,  look  with  thy  pitying  eye; 
Savior,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

3  By  thy  lonely  hour  of  prayer; 
By  the  fearful  conflict  there; 
By  thy  cross  and  dying  cries; 
By  thy  one  great  sacrifice, — 
Savior,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Savior,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

4  By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave; 
By  thy  power  the  lost  to  save; 
By  thy  high,  majestic  throne; 
By  the  empire  all  thine  own, — 
Savior,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Savior,  help  me,  or  I  die. 

Sir  Robert  Grant,  1816. 


90  •    CHRIST. 

131  Rathbun.     8s  &  7s. 

Glorying  in  the  Cross.  (879) 

IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'er  take  me, 
Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 

Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me; 
Lo!  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 

From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 

Peace  is  there,  that  knowTs  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

Sir  John  Bowring,  1825. 

132  Rathbun.     8s  &  7s. 

Looking  to  the  Cross.  (9SC) 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend! 

2  Here  I'll  sit,  forever  viewing 
Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood: 

Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead,  and  claim  my  peace,  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 
Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye.  " 


SUFFERINGS   AND   DEATH.  91 

1  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 
While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze; 

Love  I  much?  —  I've  much  forgiven, — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 
With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe; 

Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, — 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

Jiunes  Allen.  1757. 

Altered  by  Walter  Shirley,  1776. 

133  Rathbun.     8s  &  7s. 

The  Price  of  Salvation. 

WHEN  I  view  my  Savior  bleeding, 
For  my  sins  upon  the  tree; 
Oh,  how  wondrous!  —  how  exceeding 
Great  his  love  appears  to  me! 

2  Floods  of  deep  distress  and  anguish, 
To  impede  his  labors,  came; 

Yet  they  all  could  not  extinguish 
Love's  eternal,  burning  flame. 

3  Now  redemption  is  completed, 
Full  salvation  is  procured; 

Death  and  Satan  are  defeated, 
Bv  the  sufferings  he  endured. 


Lr>* 


4  Now  the  gracious  Mediator, 
Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss, 

(  Maims  for  me,  a  sinful  creature, 
Pardon,  righteousness,  and  pe?ce! 

5  Sure,  such  infinite  affection 
Lays  the  highest  claims  to  mine; 

All  my  powers,  without  exception, 
Should  in  fervent  praises  join. 


92  •      CHRIST. 

6  Jesus,  fit  me  for  thy  service; 

Form  me  for  thyself  alone; 
I  am  thy  most  costly  purchase, — 

Take  possession  of  thine  own. 


R.  Lee. 


134  What  Hast  Thou  Done  for  Me?  P.M. 
Return  for  Christ's  Sufferings. 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee, 
My  precious  blood  I  shed, 
That  thou  mightst  ransomed  be, 
And  quickened  from  the  dead; 

1  gave,  I  gave  my  life  for  thee, 
What  hast  thou  given  for  me? 

2  My  Father's  house  of  light, 
My  glory-circled  throne, 

I  left  for  earthly  night, 
For  wand'rings  sad  and  lone; 
I  left,  I  left  it  all  for  thee, 
Hast  thou  left  aught  for  me? 

3  I  suffered  much  for  thee, 
More  than  thy  tongue  can  tell, 
Of  bitterest  agony, 

To  rescue  thee  from  hell; 

I've  borne,  I've  borne  it  all  for  thee, 

What  hast  thou  borne  for  me? 

4  And  I  have  brought  to  thee, 
Down  from  my  home  above, 
Salvation  full  and  free, 

My  pardon  and  my  love; 

I  bring,  I  bring  rich  gifts  to  thee, 

What  hast  thou  brought  to  me? 

Frances  R.  HarergaL 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH.  93 

185  Come  to  the  Cross.     P.  M. 

Blessing  at  the  Cross. 

COME  to  the  cross,  where  the  Savior  died, 
Look  to  the  Lamb  that  was  crucified; 
Turn  to  the  mournful  and  tragic  scene, 
Gaze  on  the  suffering  Nazarene. 

Cho. — Look  at  the  Crucified,  look  and  live' 
Look,  for  eternal  life  he  will  give. 
Come  to  the  cross,  where  the  Savior  cued, 
Look  to  the  Lamb  that  was  crucified. 

2  Fall  at  the  feet  of  the  dying  One, 
Trust  in  the  name  of  the  Father's  Son; 
Wash  in  the  fountain  of  Jesus'  blood, 
Seek  for  thy  cure  in  the  healing  flood. 

3  Fly  to  the  arms  of  his  pard'ning  love, 
Cherish  the  hope  of  a  crown  above; 
Taste  of  the  sweetness  of  sins  forgiven, 
Lean  on  the  promise  of  rest  in  heaven. 

Rev.  J.  H.  Martin. 

136  Near  the  Cross.     P.  M. 

Near  the  Cross. 

JESUS,  keep  me  near  the  cross 
There  a  precious  fountain 
Free  to  all  —  a  healing  stream, 
Flows  from  Calvary's  mountain. 

Oho. — In  the  cross,  in  the  cross, 
Be  my  glory  ever, 
Till  my  raptured  soul  shall  find 
Rest  beyond  the  river. 

2  Near  the  cross,  a  trembling  soul, 

Love  and  mercy  found  me; 
There  the  bright  and  morning  star 

Shed  its  beams  around  me. 


94  CHRIST. 

3  Near  the  cross,  0  Lamb  of  God, 
Bring  its  scenes  before  me; 

Help  me  walk  from  day  to  day, 
With  its  shadows  o'er  me. 

4  Near  the  cross  I'll  watch  and  wait, 
Hoping,  trusting  ever, 

Till  I  reach  the  golden  strand, 
Just  beyond  the  river. 

Fanny  J.  Cr«*?. 


137  Saw  Ye  My  Savior?     P.  M. 

Christ's  Crucifixion. 

SAW  ye  my  Savior,  saw  ye  my  Savior, 
Saw  ye  my  Savior  and  God? 
Ohl  he  died  on  Calvary, 
To  atone  for  you  and  me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended,  he  was  extended, 
Painfully  nailed  to  the  cross; 

Here  he  bowed  his  head  and  died; 

Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 

To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3  Hail,  mighty  Savior!  hail,  mighty  Savior! 
Prince,  and  the  Author  of  peace! 

Oh!  he  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And,  triumphant  from  the  earth, 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

4  There  interceding,  there  interceding, 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live; 
Crying,  "Father,  I  have  died; 

Oh,  behold  my  hands  and  side! 

Oh,  forgive  them!  I  pray  thee,  forgive !" 


SUFFERINGS  AND   DEATH.  95 

5  "  I  will  forgive  them,  I  will  forgive  them 

When  they  repent  and  believe; 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 

And  be  reconciled  to  me, 

And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 

138  Baca.     L.  M. 

Pardon   Through  the  Sufferings  of  Christ.  C2G4) 

DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord; 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  sins  that  we  have  done. 

3  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored; 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

4  Oh,  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live; 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719. 

139  Baca.     L.  M. 

Peace  and  Safety  at  the  Cross.  (265) 

BENEATH  thy  cross  I  lay  me  down, 
And  mourn  to  see  thy  bloody  crown; 
Love  drops  in  blood  from  every  vein; 
Love  is  the  spring  of  all  thy  pain. 

2  Here,  Jesus,  will  I  ever  stay, 
And  spend  my  longing  hours  away; 
Think  on  thy  bleeding  wounds  and  pain, 
And  contemplate  thy  woes  again. 


96  ■     CHRIST. 

3  Oh,  unmolested,  happy  rest! 
Where  inward  fears  are  all  suppressed; 
Here  I  shall  love,  and  live  secure, 
And  patiently  my  cross  endure. 

Wru.  Williams. 

140  Baca.     L.  M. 

Thanks  to  Jesus  for  His  Love.  (27®) 

Olove!  who  gav'st  thy  life  for  me, 
And  won  an  everlasting  good 
Through  thy  sore  anguish  on  the  tree, 
I  ever  think  upon  thy  blood! 

2  O  Love!  who  unto  death  hast  grieved 
For  this  cold  heart,  unworthy  thine, 

Whom  the  cold  grave  and  death  received, 
I  thank  thee  for  that  grief  divine. 

3  I  give  thee  thanks  that  thou  didst  die 
To  win  eternal  life  for  me, 

To  bring  salvation  from  on  high: 

Oh,  draw  me  up  through  love  to  thee! 

From  the  German.     Author  unknown. 

141  Woodstock.     C.  M. 

Christ1  s  Triumph  over  Death.  (309^ 

THE  morning  purples  all  the  sky, 
The  air  with  praises  rings; 
Defeated  hell  stands  sullen  by, 
The  world  exulting  sings. 

2  While  he,  the  King  all  strong  to  save, 
Rends  the  dark  doors  away, 

And  through  the  breaches  of  the  grave 
Strides  forth  into  the  day. 

3  Death's  captive,  in  his  gloomy  prison 
Fast  fettered  he  has  lain; 

But  he  has  mastered  death,  is  risen, 
And  death  wears  now  the  chain. 


RESURRECTION    AND   ASCENSION.  9? 

i  The  shining  angels  cry,  "Away 

With  grief;  no  spiees  bring; 
Xot  tears,  but  songs,  tms  joyful  day, 

Should  greet  the  rising  King! " 

Dr.  A.  R.  Thompson*  **67. 

142  Warwick.     C.  M. 

Resurrection  and  Ascension.  £3*U 

HOSANNA  to  the  Prince  cf  Light, 
Who  clothed  himself  in  clay, 
Entered  the  iron  gates  ot  death. 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  -dread, 
Since  our  Immanuel  rose; 

He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoiled  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  conqueror  mounts  alo£ 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 

With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Savior  reigns, 
And  scatters  blessings  down; 

Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

Isaac  Watt*-  1709. 

143  Nuremburg.     7s. 

The  Lord  is  Risen.  (M2 

CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say: 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high; 
Sing,  ye  heavens;  thou  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done; 
Fought  the  fight;  the  battle  won: 
Lo!  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er 
Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more 

1 


dS  '  CHRIST. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal  — 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  — 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King: 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting "r 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save: 
Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave? 

Charles  Wesley,  173y. 

144  Pleyel's   Hymn.     7s. 

Re  s  urrection  and  A  see  n  s  io  n.  (  3  25 ) 

ANGEL!  roll  the  rock  away; 
Death!  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey; 
See!  he  rises  from  the  tomb. 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Savior;  angels!  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise: 
Let  the  world's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Shout!  ye  saints!  in  rapturous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong; 
Shout  the  Son  of  God,  this  morn 
From  his  sepulcher  new-born. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide; 
Glorious  Hero!  through  them  ride! 
King  of  glory!  mount  the  throne  — 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thine  own. 

Thomas  Scott.  1772. 

145  Hudson.     S.  M. 

The  Lord  is  Risen.  /S13) 

"  THE  Lord  is  risen  indeed ! " 

1   The  grave  hath  lost  its  prey; 
With  him  shall  rise  the  ransomed  seed 

To  reign  in  endless  dav. 


fcisSU ERECTION   AND   ASCENSION.  99 

2  "Tv  e  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 
Hfe  lives  to  die  no  more; 

He  If  res  his  people's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

3  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!" 
Attending  angels  hear; 

Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

4  Then  take  your  golden  lyres, 
And  strike  each  cheerful  chord; 

Join  all  the  bright  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

Thomas  Kelly,  1804. 

146  Mendon.     L.  M. 

Exaltation  of  Christ.  (318) 

NOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 
To  great  Jenovah's  equal  Son; 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 
And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done 

2  Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 
And  those  bright  robes  he  wore  above; 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 

3  Among  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 
Jesus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns; 

His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains. 

Isaac  Watts,  1707. 

147  Mendon.     L.  M. 

The  Lord  is  Risen  Indeed.  (319) 

THE  morning  kindles  all  the  sky; 
The  heavens  resound  with  anthems  high; 
The  shining  angels,  as  they  speed, 
Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed. 


100  •       CHRI8T. 

2  Vaimy  witn  rocks  his  tomb  was  barred 
While  Roman  guards  kept  watch  and  ward; 
Majestic  from  the  spoiled  tomb, 

In  pomp  of  triumph  he  has  come! 

3  When  the  amazed  disciples  heard, 

Their  hearts  with  speechless  joy  were  stirred; 
Their  Lord's  beloved  face  to  see, 
Eager  they  haste  to  Galilee. 

4  His  pierced  hands  to  them  he  shows; 
His  face  with  leve's  own  radiance  glows; 
They  with  the  angel's  message  speed, 
And  shout,  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed!  " 

Latin  Tr.  by  Mrs.  £.  Charles. 

148  Harmony  Grove.     L.  M. 

Christ  the  Unletting  Sun.  (320) 

HAIL!  morning  known  among  the  blest. 
Morning  of  hope,  and  joy,  and  love, 
Of  heavenly  peace,  and  holy  rest, 
Pledge  of  the  endless  rest  above. 

2  Blest  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 

Who  from  the  dead  hath  brought  his  Son; 
Hope  to  the  lost  was  then  restored, 
And  everlasting  glory  won. 

3  Mercy  looked  down  with  smiling  eye 
When  our  Immanuel  left  the  dead; 

Faith  marked  his  bright  ascent  on  high,   - 
And  hope  with  gladness  raised  her  head. 

R.  Wardlaw,  1814. 

149  Baltzell.     L.  M- 

My  Redeemer  Liws. 

1KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  iftes! 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives; 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead; 
He  lives,  my  ever-living  Head. 


RESURRECTION   AND   ASCENSION.  101 

2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love; 
He  lives,  to  plead  for  me  above; 

He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed; 
He  lives,  to  bless  in  time  of  need; 

3  He  lives,  to  grant  me  rich  supply; 
He  lives,  to  guide  me  with  his  eye; 
He  lives,  to  comfort  me  when  faint; 
He  lives,  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint; 

4  He  lives,  my  kind,  wise,  heav'nly  Friend; 
He  lives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end; 

He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing; 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name! 
He  lives,  my  Savior  still  the  same- 


Oh,  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives: 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

Samuel  Medley,  1789, 

150  Dort.     6s  &  4S. 

Glorious  Conqueror.  (329) 

RISE,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise, 
Into  thy  native  skies, 
Assume  thy  right; 
And  where,  in  many  a  fold, 
The  clouds  are  backward  rolled; 
Pass  thro'  these  gates  of  gold, 
And  reign  in  light. 

2  Victor  o'er  death  and  helL 
Cherubic  legions  swell 

The  radiant  strain; 
Praises  all  heav'n  inspire; 
Each  angel  sweeps  his  lyre, 
And  claps  his  wings  of  fire; 

Thou  Lamb,  once  slain. 


102  '  CHRIST. 

3  Enter,  incarnate  God! 
No  feet  but  thine  have  trod 

The  serpent  down ; 
Blow  the  full  trumpets,  blow1 
Wider  your  portals  throw! 
Savior,  triumphant,  go 

And  take  thy  crown. 

4  Lion  of  Judah,  hail! 
And  let  thy  name  prevail 

From  age  to  age; 
Lord  of  the  rolling  year*, 
Claim  for  thine  own  the  spheres, 
For  thou  hast  bought  with  tears 

Thine  heritage. 

Matfhew  Bridges,  1848. 

151  Harwell.     8s  &  7s.     D. 

Jesus  Reigns*  (354) 

HARK!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love; 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  King  of  glory !  reign  forever — 
Thine  an  everlasting  crown; 

Nothing,  from  thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

3  Savior!  hasten  thine  appearing: 
Brinpr,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day, 

When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Hea.en  and  earth  shall  pass  away;— 
Then,  ~vith  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, — 
"Glar*,  glory  to  our  King! " 

Thomas  Kelly,  I&06. 


RESURRECTION   AND   ASCENSION.  103 

152  Harwe1l.     8s  &  7s.  D. 

The  Return  to  Heaven.  (353) 

JESUS  comes,  his  conflict  over,— - 
Conies  to  claim  his  great  reward; 
Angels  round  the  Victor  hover, 

Crowding  to  behold  their  Lord; 
Haste,  ye  saints!  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

2  Yonder  throne  for  him  erected, 
Now  becomes  the  Victor's  seat;     • 

Lo,  the  man  on  earth  rejected! 

Angels  worship  at  his  feet: 
Haste,  ye  saints'  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

3  Day  and  night  they  cry  before  him, — 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord! " 

Ail  the  powers  of  heaven  adore  him, 

Ail  obey  his  sovereign  word; 
Haste,  ye  saints!  your  tribute  bring, 
Crown  him,  everlasting  King. 

Thomas  Kelly.  1«<H. 

153  Harwell.     8s  &  7s.     D. 

We  Live  in  Him.  (333) 

OEE,  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph, 
0  See  the  King  in  royal  state, 
Riding  on  the  clouds,  his  chariot, 

To  his  heavenly  palace  gate! 
Hark!  the  choirs  of  angel  voices 

Joyful  hallelujahs  sing, 
And  the  portals  high  are  lifted 

To  receive  their  heavenly  King. 

2  Who  is  this  that  comes  in  glory, 

With  the  trump  of  jubilee? 
Lord  of  battles,  God  of  armies, 

He  has  gained  the  victory; 


104  CHRIST. 

He,  who  on  the  cross  did  suffer, 

He,  who  from  the  grave  arose, 
He  has  vanquished  sin  and  Satan, 

He  by  death  has  spoiled  his  foes. 

3  Thou  hast  raised  our  human  nature, 

On  the  clouds  to  God's  right  hand; 
There  we  sit  in  heavenly  places. 

There  with  thee  in  glory  stand; 
Jesus  reigns,  adored  by  angels; 

Man  with  God  is  on  the  throne; 
Mighty  Lord!  in  thine  ascension, 

We  by  faith  behold  our  own. 

Christopher  "Wordsworth,  1881. 


154  Coronation.     C.  M. 

Crown  Him  Lord  of  All.  (336* 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name, 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  fixed  this  earthlv  ball; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 

Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall; 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


EXALTATION   AND   REIGN.  105 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 

To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall! 

We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Edward  Pcrronct,  alt.  1780. 

155  Elizabethtown.     C.  M. 

T.^c  Sympathy  of  Jesus.  (338) 

COME,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise 
To  our  ascended  Priest; 
He  entered  heaven  wTith  all  our  names 
Engraven  on  his  breast. 

2  Below  he  washed  our  guilt  away, 
By  his  atoning  blood; 

Now  he  appears  before  the  throne, 
And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

3  Clothed  with  our  nature  still,  he  knows 
The  weakness  of  our  frame, 

And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 
Which  he  himself  overcame. 

4.  Oh!  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace, 

Nor  blush  to  wear  his  name; 
Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith, 

Our  mouths  his  praise  proclaim. 

Anon,  1818. 

156  Elizabethtown.     C.   M. 

Perfect  Through  Suffering.  (337) 

THE  head,  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
Is  crowned  with  glory  now; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 


106  •     CHRIST. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 
Is  his — is  his  by  right; 

"  The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords," 
And  heaven's  eternal  Light. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 
The  joy  of  all  below, 

To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

•i  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given; 
Their  name — an  everlasting  name; 

Their  joy — the  joy  of  heaven. 

o  They  suffer  writh  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above; 
Their  profit  and  their  joy — to  know 

The  mystery  of  his  love. 

6  The  cross  he  bore  is  life  and  health — 
Though  shame  and  death  to  him; 

His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

Thomas  Kelly,  1820. 

157  Elizabethtown.     C.  M. 

Christ's  Compassion  to  the  Weak.  (341) 

AJTTTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
VV    Of  our  High  Priest  above; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean. 

For  he  has  felt  the  same. 


EXALTATION   AND   REIGN.  107 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 
Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears; 

And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 
His  mercy  and  his  power; 

We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 


158   The  Coming  of  the  Kingdom.     P.  M. 

The  Lord  is  at  Hand. 

THERE'S  a  glorious  kingdom  waiting  in  the 
land  beyond  the  sky, 
Where  the  saints  have  been  gath'ring  year 
by  year, 
And  the  days  are  swiftly  passing  that  will 
bring  the  kingdom  nigh, 
For  the  coming  of  the  kingdom    draweth 
near 

Cho. — Oh,  the  coming  of  the  kingdom  draweth 

near; 

Oh,  the  coming  of  the  kingdom  draweth 
near! 

Be  thou  ready,  O  my  soul,  for  the  trum- 
pet soon  may  roll, 

And  the  King  in  his  glory  shall  appear. 

2  'Tis  the  hope  of  yonder  kingdom,  and  the 
glory  there  prepared, 
And  the  looking  for  the  Savior  to  appear, 
That  delivers  us  from  bondage  to  the  world 
that  once  ensnared, 
For  tn*  coming  of  the  kingdom  draweth  near. 


108  •  CHRIST. 

3  With  the  coming  of  the  kingdom  we  shall 

see  our  blessed  Lord, 
For  the  King  ere  the  kingdom  must  appear; 
Hallelujah  to  his  name,  who  redeemed  us  by 

his  blood! 
Oh,  the  coming  of  the  kingdom  draweth  near. 

4  Oh,  the  world  is  growing  weary,  it  has  waited 

now  so  long, 
And  the  hearts  of  men  are  failing  them  for 

fear; 
Let  us  tell  them  of  the  kingdom,  let  us  cheer 

them  with  the  song, 
That  the  coming  of  the  kingdom  draweth 

near. 

D.  W.  Whittle. 

159  Lebanon  Valley.     8s  &  7s. 

Christ's  Coming  Desired.  (224) 

COME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus! 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free! 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art; 

Dear  desire  of  ev'rv  nation, 
Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

3  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver; 
Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 
Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 

By  thine  all-sufficient  merit 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Charles  Wesley,  1744. 


EXALTATION   AND   REIGN.  109 

160         The  Crowning  Day.     7s  &  6s. 

The  Day  of  the  Lord. 

OUR  Lord  is  now  rejected, 
And  by  the  world  disowned, 
By  the  many  still  neglected, 
And  oy  the  few  enthroned, 
But  soon  he'll  come  in  glory, 
The  hour  is  drawing  nigh, 
For  the  crowning  day  is  coming  by  and  by. 

Cho. — Oh,  the  crowning  day  is  coming, 
Is  coming  by  and  by, 
When  our  Lord  shall  come  in  "  power," 

And  "glory  "  from  on  high. 
Oh,  the  glorious  sight  will  gladden, 
Each  waiting,  watchful  eye, 
In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming 
by  and  by. 

2  The  heavens  shall  glow  with  splendor, 
But  brighter  far  than  they 

The  saints  shall  shine  in  glory, 

As  Christ  shall  them  array, 
The  beauty  of  the  Savior, 

Shall  dazzle  every  eye, 

In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by  and  by. 

3  Our  pain  shall  then  be  over, 
We'll  sin  and  sigh  no  more, 

Behind  us  all  of  sorrow, 

And  nought  but  joy  before, 
A  joy  in  our  Redeemer, 

As  we  to  him  are  nigh, 

In  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by  and  by. 

3  Let  all  that  look  for,  hasten 

The  coming  joyful  day, 
By  earnest  consecration, 

To  walk  the  narrow  way. 


]jO  chkisi. 

By  gathering  in  the  lost  ones, 
For  whom  our  Lord  did  die, 
For  the  crowning  day  that's  coming  by  and  by. 

D.  W.  Whittle 

161  Truro.     L.  M. 

The  Church  Longing  for  Christ.  (907) 

JESUS !  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes 
For  thine  expected  coming  waits; 
When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 
And  glory  beam  from  Zion's  gates? 

2  E'en  now  when  tempests  round  us  fall, 
And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 

Thy  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption's  nigh. 

3  Oh!  come  and  reign  o'er  ev'ry  land; 
Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, 

All  nations  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us,  in  watchfulness  and  prayer, 
To  wait  for  the  appointed  hour; 

And  lit  us  by  thy  grace  to  share, 

The  triumphs  of  thy  conquering  power. 

William  H.  Bathurst,  1331. 

162  Middletown.     8s  &  7s.     D. 

Crown  Him  Lord  of  A 11.  V&15) 

CROWX  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 
Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name, 
With  compassions  never  ceasing, 
Comes  salvation  to  proclaim. 
Hail,  ye  saints,  who  know  his  favor, 
Who  within  his  gates  are  found; 
Hail,  ye  saints,  th'  exalted  Savior, 
Let  his  courts  with  praise  resound. 


EXALTATION    AND    REIGN.  HI 

2  Lo,  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee; 
Thee  our  Savior!  thee  our  God! 
From  his  throne  his  beams  of  glory 
Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad. 
Jesus,  thee  our  Savior  bailing 
Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own; 
Highest  honors,  never  failing, 
Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne. 

William  Goode,  1811. 


163  Abt.     8s  &  7S. 

Much  Forgiven.  (61d) 

HAIL!  my  ever  blessed  Jesus! 
Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing. 
To  my  soul,  thy  name  is  precious, 
Thou,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

2  Oh!  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven! 
Oli!  what  joy  and  happiness! 

Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 
Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay; 

Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 
Till  my  Savior  passed  that  way 

4  Witness,  all  ye  host  of  heaven! 
My  Redeemer's  tenderness; 

Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir! 
Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above; 

Whilst,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace,  and  boundless  love. 


112  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

6  That  blest  moment  I  received  him, 
Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace: 

Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

John  Wingrova,  1806. 

164  Olivet.     6s  &  4S. 

Veni,  Sancte  Spiritus!  (386) 

pOME,  Holy  Ghost!  in  love, 
\j  Shed  on  us,  from  above, 

Thine  own  bright  ray: 
Divinely  good  thou  art; 
Thy  sacred  gifts  impart, 
To  gladden  each  sad  heart; 

Oh!  come  to-day! 

2  Come,  tenderest  Friend,  and  best, 
Our  most  delightful  Guest! 

With  soothing  power; 
Rest,  which  the  weary  know; 
Shade,  'mid  the  noontide  glow; 
Peace,  when  deep  griefs  o'erflovv; 

Cheer  us,  this  hour! 

3  Come,  Light  serene,  and  still 
Our  inmost  bosoms  rill; 

Dwell  in  each  breast: 
We  know  no  dawn  but  thine; 
Send  forth  thy  beams  divine, 
On  our  dark  souls  to  shine, 

And  make  us  blest. 

4  Exalt  our  low  desires; 
Extinguish  passion's  fires; 

Heal  every  wound; 
Our  stubborn  spirits  bend; 
Our  icy  coldness  end; 
Our  devious  steps  attend, 

While  heavenward  bound. 

Lat.  Robert  li.  o'  France,  996.     Tr.,  Ray  Palmar,  1868. 


HOLY   SPIRIT.  113 

165  Olivet.     6s  &  4s. 

•  The  Spirit  of  Truth.  (387) 

rpT{OU!  whose  almighty  word 
1   Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  flight, 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And,  where  the  gospel's  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 

"Let  there  be  light!" 

2  Thou!  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind; — 
Oh!  now  to  all  mankind, 

u  Let  there  be  light!" 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving  holy  Dove! 

Speed  forth  thy  night: 
Move  o'er  the  water's  face, 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And,  in  earth's  darkest  place, 

" Let  there  be  light!" 

John  Marriott,  1813 

166  Balerma.     C.  M. 

Brea th ing  after  the  Holy  Spirit .  (363)     . 

POME, Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove! 
\j  With  all  thy  quickening  powers,— 
Kindle  a  rlame  of  sacred  love, 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  —  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys! 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 

To  reach  eternal  joys. 
6 


114  HOLY   SPIRIT. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 

And  our  devotion  dies. 

4:  Dear  Lord!  and  shall  we  ever  live, 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 

And  thine  to  us  so  great? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dovo 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Savior's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Isaac  Vatts,  1707. 

167  Balerma.     C.  M. 

Th e  Sou rce  of  Life  and  L igh t.  (364\ 

GREAT  Spirit!  by  whose  mighty  power 
All  creatures  live  and  move, 
On  us  thy  benediction  shower; 
Inspire  our  souls  writh  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light!  arise  and  shine; 
Darkness  and  doubt  dispel; 

Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thine; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise; 
Complete  redemption  bring; 

New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King, 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 
To  all  the  worid  beside; 

Exalting,  then,  we  feel,  and  own 
Our  Jesus  glorified. 

Tbomai  luwels,  179*2. 


HOLY  SPIRIT.  115 

168  Arlington.     C.  M. 

The  Descent  of  the  Spirit.  (369) 

CPIRIT  Divine!  attend  our  prayers, 

'  And  make  this  house  thy  home; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  powers, 
Oh,  come,  great  Spirit!  come. 

1  Come  as  the  light;  to  us  reveal 
Our  emptiness  and  woe; 

And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire;  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be 

To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

i  Come  as  the  dove;  and  spread  thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love; 
And  let  thy  church  on  earth  become 

Blessed  as  the  church  above. 

5  Come  as  the  wind;  with  rushing  soun 

And  pentecostal  grace; 
That  all,  of  woman  born,  may  see 

The  glory  of  thy  face. 

Andrew  Ree«    1841,. 

169  Arlington.     C.  M. 

Assurance. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven? 

When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 


116  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood; 

And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God.* 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 

And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

Isaac  Watu,  .709. 

170  Arlington.     C.  M. 

The  Spirit's  Work.  (366) 

ETERNAL  Spirit!  by  whose  power 
Are  burst  the  bands  of  death, 
On  our  cold  hearts  thy  blessings  shower, 
And  stir  them  wTith  thy  breath. 

2  'Tis  thine  to  point  the  heavenly  way, 
Each  rising  fear  control, 

And,  with  a  warm,  enlivening  ray, 
To  melt  the  icy  soul. 

3  'Tis  thine  to  cheer  us  when  distressed, 
To  raise  us  when  w7e  fall; 

To  calm  the  doubting,  troubled  breast, 
And  aid  when  sinners  call. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  bring  God's  sacred  word, 
And  write  it  on  our  heart; 

There  its  reviving  truths  record, 
And  there  its  peace  impart. 

5  Almighty  Spirit!  visit  thus 
Our  hearts,  and  guide  our  ways; 

Pour  down  thy  quickening  grace  on  us, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

Wm.  Hiley  Bathurat  1830, 


HOLY   SPIRIT.  117 

171     Holy  Spirit,  Faithful  Guide.  7s.  D. 

The  Guide. 

HOLY  Spirit,  faithful  Guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side; 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand, 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land; 
Weary  souls  fore'er  rejoice, 
While  thev  hear  that  sweetest  voice 
Whisper  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

2  Ever  present,  truest  Friend, 
Ever  near  thine  aid  to  lend, 
Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear, 
When  the  storms  are  raging  sore, 
Hearts  growr  faint,  and  hopes  give  o'er 
Whisper  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

3  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease, 
Waiting  still  for  sweet  release, 
Nothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Wondering  if  our  names  were  there; 
Wading  deep  the  dismal  Hood, 
Pleading  nought  but  Jesus'  blood, 
Whisper  softly,  wanderer  come! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

M.  M.  Wells. 


172  Pleyel.     7s. 

The  Holy  Spirit  in  Conversion.  (383) 

(GRACIOUS  Spirit,  love  divine, 
vJ  Let  thy  light  within  me  shine; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  full  of  heaven  and  love. 


118  HOI  A'   SPIRIT. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free; 

Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart! 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart; 

Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

£  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 

Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 

Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

John  Stocker,  '776. 

173  Zephyr.     L.  M. 

The  Descent  of  the  Spirit.  (^75) 

CPIRIT  of  pow'r,  and  truth,  and  love, 
0  Who  sitt'st  enthroned  in  light  above! 
Descend,  and  bear  us  on  thy  wings, 
Far  from  these  low  and  fleeting  things. 

2  Tis  thine  the  wounded  soul  to  heal, 
'Tis  thine  to  make  the  hardened  feel; 
Thine  to  give  light  to  blinded  eyes, 
And  bid  the  groveling  spirit  rise. 

3  When  faith  is  weak,  and  courage  fails, 
When  grief  or  doubt  our  soul  assails, 

Who  can,  like  thee,  our  spirits  cheer? 
Great  Comforter!  be  ever  near. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  like  the  fire; 
With  burning  zeal  our  souls  inspire; 
Come,  like  the  south-wind,  breathing  balm, 
Our  joys  refresh,  our  passions  calm. 


HOr,Y   SPIRIT.  11^ 

5  Come,  like  the  sun's  enlightening  beam; 
Come  like  the  cooling,  cleansing  stream; 
With  all  thy  graces  present  be: — 
Spirit  of  God  I  we  wait  for  thee. 

William  Lindsay  Alexander,  1*67. 

174  Whitefield.     S.  M. 

The  Spirit' s  Sanctifying  Influence.  (378) 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come; 
Let  thy  bright  beams  arise; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never  dying  love. 

3  Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 
To  sanctify  the  soul, 

To  pour  fresh  life  in  ev'ry  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

4  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts; 
Our  minds  from  bondage  free. 

Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  thee. 

Joseph  Hart,  1759. 

175  Fill  Me  Now.      8s  &  7s. 

The  Fullness  ef  the  Spirit. 

HOVER  o'er  me,  Holy  Spirit; 
Bathe  my  trembling  heart  and  brow; 
Fill  me  with  thy  hallowed  presence, 
Come,  oh,  come  and  fill  me  now\ 

Oho. — Fill  me  now,  fill  me  now; 

Jesus,  come,  and  fill  me  now; 

Fill  me  with  thy  hallowed  presence, 

Come,  oh,  come,  and  fill  me  now. 


120  HOLY   SPIRIT. 

2  Thou  canst  fill  me,  gracious  Spirit, 
Tho'  I  cannot  tell  thee  how; 

But  I  need  thee,  greatly  need  thee, 
Come,  oh,  come,  and  fill  me  now. 

3  I  am  weakness,  full  of  weakness; 
At  thv  sacred  feet  I  bow: 

Blest,  divine,  eternal  Spirit, 
Fill  with  power,  and  fill  me  now. 

4:  Cleanse  and  comfort,  bless  and  save  m*-. 

Bathe,  oh,  bathe  my  heart  and  brow; 
Thou  art  comforting  and  saving, 

Thou  art  sweetly  filling  now. 

E.  H.  Stokes,  b    D. 

176  Fill  Me  Now.      8s  &  7s. 

Guide  and  Comforter. 

HOLY  Spirit,  Fount  of  blessing, 
Ever  watchful,  ever  kind. 
Thy  celestial  aid  possessing, 
Prisoned  souls  deliverance  find. 

2  Seal  of  truth,  and  Bond  of  union, 
Source  of  light,  and  Flame  of  love, 

Symbol  of  divine  communion, 

In  the  olive-bearing  dove. 
I 

3  Heavenly  Guide  from  paths  of  error 
Comforter  of  minds  distressed, 

When  the  billows  fill  with  terror; 
Pointing  to  an  ark  of  rest. 

4  Promised  Pledge,  eternal  Spirit, 
Greater  than  all  gifts  below, 

May  our  hearts  thy  grace  inherit; 
May  our  lips  thy  glories  show! 

Thomas  J.  Jodkin. 


MAN    A   SINNER.  121 

177  Fill  Me  Now.     8s  &  7s. 

The  Source  of  Consolation. 

HOLY  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness; 
Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness, 
Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light. 

2  From  the  height  which  knows  no  measure. 
As  a  gracious  shower  descend, 

Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 
Man  can  wish,  or  God  can  send. 

3  Author  of  the  new  creation, 
Come  with  unction  and  with  power; 

Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation; 
On  our  souls  thy  graces  shower. 

4  Hear,  O  hear  our  supplication, 
Blessed  Spirit,  God  of  peace! 

Rest  upon  this  congregation, 
With  the  fullness  of  thy  grace. 

Paul  Gerhardt,  1653. 
Tr.  by  J.  C.  Jacobi,  1725.     Alt. 

178  Kentucky.     S.  M. 

Guilt  and  Helplessness  of  Man.  405) 

AH!  how  shall  fallen  man 
Be  just  before  his  God? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 
With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 

Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults 
A  just  excuse  devise? 

3  All-seeing,  i>owerful  God, 
Who  can  with  thee  contend? 

Or  who  that  tries  the  unequal  strife, 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end? 


YZ2  MAN'S  LOST   ESTATE. 

£  Ah!  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God? 
None,  none  can  meet  him  and  escape, 

But  through  the  Savior's  blood. 

Isaac  TTatti,  1707. 

179  Kentucky.     S.  M. 

An  Evil  Heart.  (406) 

A  STONISHED  and  distressed, 
£\  I  turn  mine  eyes  within; 
My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppressed, 
The  source  of  every  sin. 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 
What  vile  affections  there! 

Envy  and  pride,  deceit  and  guile, 
Distrust  and  slavish  fear. 

3  Almighty  King  of  saints! 
These  tyrant  lusts  subdue; 

Drive  the  old  serpent  from  his  seat, 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done, — my  cheerful  voice 
Shall  loud  hosannas  raise; 

My  heart  shall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  be  rilled  with  praise. 

Benjamin  Beddome,  17S7. 

180  Olmutz.     S.  M. 

The  Reign  of  Sin.  (407) 

HOW  heavy  is  the  night 
That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ  with  his  reviving  light 
Over  our  souls  arise. 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 

We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 


MAN   A   SINNER.  123 

3  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 

And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

i  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 

And  thine  atoning  blood. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 

181  Downs.     C.  M. 

The  Need  of  Regeneration.  (396) 

HOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
Unconscious  of  its  load! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 
The  stubborn  will  subdue? 

'Tis  thine,  almighty  Spirit!  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'Tis  thine,  the  passions  to  recall, 
And  upward  bid  them  rise; 

To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall, 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

4  Oh!  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 
And  give  them  life  divine; 

Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord!  be  thine. 

Anne  Steele,  1y60. 

182  Downs.     C.  M. 

Pardon  and  Sanctification  in  Christ.        (397v, 

HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is! 
Our  sin — how  deep  it  stains! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds, 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 


124  MAN'S   LOST   ESTATE. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word; — 

"Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners!  come 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call 
And  runs  to  this  relief; 

1  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord! 
Oh!  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Incarnate  God!  I  fly; 

Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul, 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilt/,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
On  thy  ^ind  arms  I  fall; 

Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness 
My  Jesus,  and  my  all. 

Isaac  Watts,  1707. 

183  Downs.     C.  M. 

Man's  Need  of  the  New  Birth.  (400) 

SINNERS,  this  solemn  truth  regard, 
Hear,  all  ye  sons  of  men; 
For  Christ,  the  Savior,  hath  declared, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

2  Whate'er  might  be  your  birth  or  blood, 
The  sinner's  boast  is  vain; 

Thus  saith  the  glorious  Son  of  God, 
"  Ye  must  be  born  again." 

3  That  which  is  born  of  flesh  is  flesh, 
And  flesh  it  will  remain: 

Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
"  Ye  must  oe  born  again." 


MAN   A  SINNER.  il>5 

4  Spirit  of  life,  thy  grace  impart, 

And  breathe  on  sinners  slain: 
Bear  witness,  Lord,  in  ev'ry  heart, 

That  we  are  born  again. 

Johu  Fawoett. 

184  Rockbridge.     L.  M. 

Man's  Need  of  Chnst.  (402) 

BURIED  in  shadows  of  the  night 
We  lie,  till  Christ  restores  the  light; 
Till  he  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drowned  in  tears, 
Till  his  atoning  blood  appears; 

Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
And  sing  the  Lord  our  righteousness. 

3  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
And  binds  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains; 
He  sets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 


i©' 


4  Poor,  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace,  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness 
Thou  art  our  mighty  all,  and  we 
Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 

185  Melody.     C.  M. 

Law  and  Grace.  (399) 

VAIN  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men 
On  their  own  works  have  built; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
•  And  all  their  actions,  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths. 

Without  a  murm'ring  word; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 

Guilty  before  the  Lord. 


l2o*  man's  lost  estate. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now, 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 

Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4.  Jesus!  how  glorious  is  thy  grace! 

When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness, 

That  makes  the  sinner  just. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 

186  Glorious  Fountain.     C.  M. 

Glorious  Fountain.  (407) 

THERE  is  a  fountain  rilled  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanus!'s  veins, 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

Cho. — Oh,  glorious  fountain! 
Here  will  I  stay, 
And  in  thee  ever 
Wash  my  sins  away. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see, 
That  fountain  in  his  day, 

And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Thou  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood, 
Shall  never  lose  its  power, 

Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God, 
Are  saved  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 


ATONKMKNT   PROVIDED.  127 

5  And  when  this  feeble,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

William  Cowper,  i7?9. 

187  Siloam.     C.  M. 

The  All-Sufficient  Grace.  (488- 

WHEN  wounded  sore,  the  stricken  soul 
Lies  bleeding  and  unbound: 
One  hand  alone,  a  pierced  hand, 
Can  heal  the  sinner's  wound. 

2  When  sorrow  swells  the  laden  breast. 
And  tears  of  anguish  flow, 

One  heart  alone,  a  broken  heart, 
( Jan  feel  the  sinner's  woe. 

3  'Tis  Jesus'  blood  that  washes  white. 
His  hand,  that  brings  relief; 

His  heart,  that's  touched  with  all  our  joys, 
And  feeleth  for  our  grief. 

4  Lift  up  thy  bleeding  hand,  O  Lord! 
Unseal  that  cleansing  tide; 

We  have  no  shelter  from  our  sin, 
But  in  thy  wounded  side. 

Mrs.  Cecil  F.  Alexander,  1858. 

188  Siloam.     C.  M. 

Salvation. 

SALVATION!  oh,  the  joyful  sound! 
vJ  Wrhat  pleasure  to  our  ears; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 


128  MAN'S   LOST   ESTATE. 

3  Salvation!  0  thou  bleeding  Lamb! 

To  Thee  the  praise  belongs: 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

Isaac  Watts. 

189  Dunbar.     S.  M. 

All  Invited.  (446) 

HOW,  vast,  how  full,  how  free. 
The  mercy  of  our  God! 
Proclaim  the  blessed  news  around. 
And  spread  it  all  abroad. 

Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free! 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free! 
Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me, 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free! 

2  How  vast!  "whoever  will" 
May  drink  at  mercy's  stream, 

And  know  that  faith  in  Jesus  brings 
Salvation  now  to  him. 

3  How  full!  it  doth  remove 
The  stain  of  every  sin; 

And  makes  the  soul  as  white  and  pure, 
As  though  no  sin  had  been.  • 

4:  Poor  trembling  sinner,  come! 

God  waits  to  comfort  thee, 
Come,  cast  thyself  upon  his  love. 

So  vast,  so  full,  so  free. 

Vestry   H,  St  T.  Book. 

190  Boylston.     S.  M. 

The  Better  Sacrifice.  (297) 

NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  eta  in. 


ATONEMENT   PROVIDED.  129 


'2  Hut  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away; 

A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

.'J  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  Thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 
The  burden  thou  didst  bear; 

While  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  knows  her  guilt  was  there. 


Isaac  Watts 


191  Jesus  Saves.     P.  M. 

Atonement  for  All. 

WE  have  heard  the  joyful  sounr1, 
Jesus saves,  Jesus  saves! 
Spread  the  tidings  all  around, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 
Hear  the  news  to  ev'ry  land, 

Climb  the  steeps  and  cross  the  waves; 
Onward!  'tis  our  Lord's  command; 
Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 

2  Waft  it  on  the  rolling  tide, 
Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 

Tell  to  sinners  far  and  wide, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 
Sing,  ye  islands  of  the  sea, 

Echo  back,  ye  ocean  caves; 
Earth  shall  keep  her  jubilee; 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 

3  Sing  above  the  battle  strife, 
Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 

By  his  death  and  endless  life, 
Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 


130  MAN'S* LOST   ESTATE. 

Sing  it  softly  thro'  the  gloom, 
When  the  heart  for  mercy  craves; 

Sing  in  triumph  o'er  the  tomb, 
Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 

4  Give  the  winds  a  mighty  voice, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 
Let  the  nations  now  rejoice, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 
Shout  salvation  full  and  free, 

Highest  hills  and  deepest  caves; 
This  our  song  of  victory, 

Jesus  saves,  Jesus  saves! 

PrUcilla  J.  Oweni. 

192  Boylston.     S.  M. 

Ark  of  Salvation. 

LIKE  Noah's  weary  dove 
That  soared  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting  place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found, 

2  Oh,  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 
On  restless  wing  to  roam; 

All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pola, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  ark  of  God, 
Behold  the  open  door; 

Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 

And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blessed. 

Wm.  ▲.  Muhleub*r| 


ATONEMENT  PROVIDED.  131 

198     Christ  Receiveth  Sinful  Men.     7a. 

A  Joyful  Message* 

SINNERS  Jesus  will  receive; 
Sound  this  word  of  ^race  to  all 
Who  the  heavenly  path  way  leave, 
All  who  linger,  all  who  fall. 

Rep. — Sing  it  o'er  and  o'er  again; 
Christ  receiveth  sinful  men, 
Make  the  message  clear  and  plain: 
Christ  receiveth  sinful  men. 

2  Come,  and  he  will  give  you  rest; 
Trust  him  for  his  word  is  plain; 

He  will  take  the  sinfulest; 
Christ  receiveth  sinful  men. 

3  Now  my  heart  condemns  me  not, 
Pure  before  the  law  I  stand; 

He  who  cleansed  me  from  all  spot, 
Satisfied  its  last  demand. 

4  Christ  receiveth  sinful  men, 
Even  me  with  all  my  sin; 

Purged  from  every  spot  and  stain, 
Heaven  with  him  I'll  enter  in. 

Arr.  liom  Ndum  aster,  1671. 

194  Depth  of  Mercy.    7s. 

The  Chief  of  Sinners  (§01 

DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

Cho.— God  is  love;  I  know,  I  feel; 

Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still; 
Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  stilL 


132  MAN'S  L.OST   ESTATE. 

'1  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  There  for  me  the  Savior  stands; 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands ; 
God  is  love;  I  know,  I  feel; 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore; 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

Charles  Wealey,  1740. 

195  Lenox.     H.  M. 

The  Jubilee  Proclaimed.  (*G1) 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow! 
The  gladly  solemn  sound, 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made: 

Ye  weary  spirits!  rest, 

Ye  mournful  souls!  be  glad; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners!  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, — 
The  all-atoning  Lamb; 

Redemption  in  his  blood, 

Throughout  the  world,  proclaim; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners!  home. 


a:wement  provided.  133 

4  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above! 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners!  home. 

Charles  Wetley .  1Y*& 

196  Lenox.     H.  M. 

The  Sacrifice. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears; 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 
For  me  to  intercede; 

His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 
Received  on  Calvary; 

They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me; 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die, 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
His  dear  Anointed  One; 

He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son; 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
\nd  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 


134  man's  lost  estate. 

5  IVIy  God  is  reconciled, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear, 
He  owns  me  far  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba  Father,  cry. 

197  All  to  Christ  I  Owe.     6s 

Jesus  Paid  li  All. 

I  HEAR  the  Savior  say, 
Thy  strength  indeed  is  small ; 
Child  of  weakness,  watch  and  pray, 
Find  in  me  thine  all  in  all. 

Cho. — Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  to  him  I  owe ; 
Sin  had  left  a  crimson  stain, 
He  washed  it  white  as  snow. 

5  Lord,  now  indeed  I  find 

Thy  power,  and  thine  alone, 
Can  change  the  leper's  spots, 

And  melt  the  heart  of  stone. 

3  For  nothing  good  have  I 
Whereby  thy  grace  to  claim — 

I'll  wash  my  garment  white 
In  the  blood  of  Calvary's  Lamb. 

4  When  from  my  dying  bed 
My  ransomed  soul  shall  rise, 

Then  "Jesus  paid  it  all  " 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies. 

5  And  when  before  the  throne 
I  stand  in  him  complete, 

I'll  lay  my  trophies  down, 
All  down  at  Jesus'  feet. 

Mrs.  Klvina  M.  H**5 


ATONEMENT   PROVIDED.  135 

198  All  to  Christ  I  Owe.     6s. 

Rev.  22  :  17.  (479) 

COME  to  the  blood-stained  tree ; 
The  Victim  bleeding  lies; 
God  sets  the  sinner  free, 
Since  Christ,  a  ransom,  dies. 

2  The  Spirit  will  apply 

His  blood  to  cleanse  thy  stain ; 
Oh,  burdened  soul,  draw  nigh, 
For  none  can  come  in  vain  ! 

3  Park  though  thy  guilt  appear, 
And  deep  its  crimson  stain, 

There's  boundless  mercy  here, 
Oh,  do  not  still  disdain. 

4  Look  not  within  for  peace, 
Within,  there's  naught  to  cheer; 

Look  up,  and  find  release 
From  sin,  and  self,  and  fear. 

199  What  a  Wonderful  Savior.     P.  M. 

A  Complete  Atonement. 

CHRIST  has  for  sin  atonement  made, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 
We  are  redeem'd,  the  price  is  paid, 
What  c  wonderful  Savior  1 

Cho. — What  a  wonderful  Savior  is  Jesus,  my 
Jesus! 
What  a  wonderful  Savior  is  Jesus,  my 
Lord! 

2  I  praise  him  for  the  cleansing  blood, 

What  a  wonderful  Savior! 
That  reconciled  my  soul  to  God, 

What  a  wonderful  Savior  I 


136  MAX'S   LOST   ESTATE. 

3  He  cleansed  my  heart  from  all  its  sin, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior! 

And  now  he  reigns  and  rules  therein, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

4  He  walks  beside  me  in  the  way, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

And  keeps  me  faithful  day  by  day, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

5  He  gives  me  overcoming  power, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

And  triumph  in  each  conflict  hour., 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

6  To  him  I've  given  all  my  heart, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

The  world  shall  never  share  a  part, 
What  a  wonderful  Savior ! 

E.  A.  Hoffman. 

200  Wonderful  Grace.     P.M. 

Divine  Grace. 

,rPIS  grace,  'tis  grace,  'tis  wonderful  grace: 

1    This  great  salvation  brings; 
The  soul,  delivered  of  its  load, 

In  sweetest  rapture  sings. 

Cho. — 'Tis  grace,  'tis  grace, 

Wonderful, wonderful,  wonderful  grace, 
'Tis  grace,  'tis  grace, 
Flowing  still  freely  for  me. 

2  'Tis  grace,  'tis  grace,  'tis  wonderful  grace, 

Which  saves  the  soul  from  sin, 
The  power  of  rising  evil  days, 

And  reigns  supreme  within. 


1NVITATIOI7.  137 

3  Tis  grace,  'tis  grace,  'tis  wonderful  grace; 

Its  streams  are  full  and  free; 
Are  flowing  now  for  all  the  race, 

They  even  How  to  me. 

Rev.  W.  H.  Barren. 

201  Seeking  for  Me.     P.  M. 

Christ's  Atoning  Work, 

JESUS,  my  Savior,  to  Bethlehem  came, 
Born  in  a  manger  to  sorrow  and  shame; 
Oh,  it  was  wonderful,  blest  be  his  name, 
Seeking  for  me,  for  me. 

2  Jesus,  my  Savior,  on  Calvary's  tree 

Paid  the  great  debt,  and  my  soul  he  set  free; 
Oh,  it  wTas  wonderful,  how  could  it  be? 
Dying  for  me,  for  me. 

3  Jesus,  my  Savior,  the  same  as  of  old, 
While  I  did  wander  afar  from  the  fold, 
Gently  and  long  he  hath  plead  with  my  soul, 

Calling  for  me,  for  me. 

4  Jesus,  my  Savior,  shall  come  from  on  high; 
Sweet  is  the  promise  as  weary  years  rly; 

Oh,  1  shall  see  him  descending  the  sky, 
Coming  for  me,  for  me. 

E.  E.  Hastv 

202  The  Stranger  at  the  Door.     L.  M. 

At  the  Door.  (429) 

BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door, 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

Cho. — Oh,  let  the  dear  Savior  come  in, 
He'll  cleanse  the  heart  from  sin, 
Oh,  keep  him  no  more  out  at  the  door, 
But  let  the  dear  Savior  come  in. 


138  MAN'S  LOST  ESTATE. 

2  Oh,  lovely  attitude  —  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands; 
Oh,  matchless  kindness  —  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed? 
He  will  —  the  very  friend  you  need; 
The  Friend  of  sinners?    Yes,  'tis  he. 
With  garments  died  on  Calvary 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine; 

That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn  — 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 

Joseph  Grigg,  176c. 

203    The  Stranger  at  the  Door.     L.  M. 

Why  Not  Be  Saved  To-Night?  (430' 

OH,  do  not  let  the  word  depart, 
And  close  thine  eyes  against  the  light; 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  thy  heart; 
Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to-night? 

2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 
To  bless  thy  long-deluded  sight; 

This  is  the  time,  oh,  then  be  wise! 
Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to-night? 

3  Our  God  in  pity  lingers  still; 

And  wilt  thou  thus  his  love  requite? 
Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will; 
Thou  would  st  be  saved,  why  not  to-night? 


INVITATION.  139 

4  The  world  has  nothing  left  to  give, 

It  has  no  new,  no  pure  delight; 
Oh,  try  the  life  which  Christians  live; 

Thou  would'st  be  saved,  why  not  to-night*0 


204  Spanish  Hymn.     7s.     D. 

Sinners,    Turn  ! 

CINNERS,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
O  God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands; 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, — 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die? 

2  Sinners,  turn;  wrhy  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Savior,  asks  you  why? 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself,  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 
Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace  and  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why? 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Urged  you  to  embrace  his  love. 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 

O  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  forever  die? 

Rev.  C.  Wesley,  17*6. 


110  man's  lost  estate. 

205  Spanish  Hymn.     7s.     D. 

Delay.  (454) 

HAPTEN,  sinner!  to  be  wise, 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Wisdom,  if  thou  still  despise, 
Harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore, 
Stav  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner!  to  return, 
Stav  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner!  to  be  blessed, 
Stav  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

Thomas  Scott,  1773. 

206  Spanish  Hymn.     7s.     D. 

The   Voice  of  Jesus.  (451) 

COME,  says  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice; 

1  wTill  guide  you  to  your  home; 
Weary  pilgrim!  hither  come. 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  this  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim!  hither  haste. 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain! 
Ye,  b'r  Mercer  anguish  torn. 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn!  — 


INVITATION.  141 

4  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbauld,  1812. 

207  Why  Do  You  Wait?     P.M. 

Immediate  Decision. 

WHY  do  you  wait,  dear  brother, 
Oh,  why  do  you  tarry  so  lon^? 
Your  Savior  is  waiting  to  give  you 
A  place  in  his  sanctified  throng. 

Cho. — Why  not?  why  not? 

Whv  not  come  to  him  now? 
Why  not?  why  not? 

Why  not  come  to  him  now? 

2  What  do  you  hope,  dear  brother, 
To  gain  by  a  further  delay? 

There's  no  one  to  save  you  but  Jesus, 
There's  no  other  way  but  his  way. 

3  Do  you  not  feel,  dear  brother, 
His  Spirit  now  striving  within? 

Oh,  why  not  accept  his  salvation, 
And  throw  off  thy  burden  of  sin? 

4  Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother, 
The  harvest  is  passing  away, 

Your  Savior  is  longing  to  bless  you, 
There's  danger  and  death  in  delay. 

George  F.  Root. 

208  Spanish  Hymn.     7s.  D. 

Come  and  Welcome.  (455) 

FROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Savior  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 


142  man's  lost  estate. 

Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear!  — 
^Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come! 

2  "Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne—* 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  — 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son  — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come! 

3  "Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board  — 
See  with  richest  bounty  stored; 

To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Thou  shalt  be  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come! 

4  "Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  — 
Lo,  I  come  —  your  Savior,  Friend! 
Safe  your  spirit  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home  — 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come!" 

T.  Haweis,  1792. 

209  Azmon.     C.  M. 

The  Gospel  Feast.  (417) 

ATE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor! 
1    Behold  a  roval  feast, 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands,  with  open  arms; 

He  calls, —  he  bids  you  come; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms; 

But,  see!  there  yet  is  room. 


INVITATION.  143 

3  Room,  in  the  Savior's  bleeding  heart; 

There  love  and  pity  meet; 
Nor  wiH  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 

That  trembles  at  his  feet 

4.  Oh!  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love: 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 

Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Before  th'  eternal  throne, 

Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 
Are  welcome  still  to  come; 

Ye  longing  souls!  the  grace  adcre, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

Anne  Steele,  1768, 

210  Azmon.     C.  M. 

Gen.  6: j. 

THERE  is  a  line  by  us  unseen, 
That  crosses  every  path, 
The  hidden  boundary  between 
God's  patience  and  his  wrath. 

2  To  pass  that  limit  is  to  die, 
To  die  as  if  by  stealth; 

It  does  not  quench  the  beaming  eye, 
Nor  pale  the  glowT  of  health. 

3  Oh!  wrhere  is  this  mysterious  bourne 
By  which  our  path  is  crossed; 

Beyond  which  God  himself  hath  sworn 
That  he  who  goes  is  lost? 


144  man]s  lost  estate. 

4  How  far  may  we  go  on  to  sin? 
How  long  will  God  forbear? 

Where  does  hope  end,  and  where  begin 
The  confines  of  despair? 

5  An  answer  from  the  skies  is  sent, — 
"  Ye  that  from  God  depart, 

While  it  is  called  to-day,  repent, 
And  harden  not  your  heart." 

Joseph  Addisou  Alexander* 

211  Azmon.     C.  M. 

The  Last  Resolve,  (416) 

CAOME,  humble  sinner!  in  whose  breast 
J  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve: 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve: — ■ 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Like  mountains  round  me  close; 

I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea; 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolved  to  try ; 

For,  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die." 

Edmund  Jones,  1777. 


INVITATION.  145 

212  Sessions.     L.  M. 

My  Spirit  Shall  Not  Always  Strive.         (427) 

SAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control? 

2  Sinner!  it  was  a  heavenly  voice, — 
It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call; 

It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  for  life  and  light; 
Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind; 

That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  sligb* 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

4:  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 
With  hardened  self -destroying  men; 

Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

5  Sinner!  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be: 
Oh!  should'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away 

Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

Mrs.  Ann  B.  Hyd  ,   «a 

213  Just  As  Thou  Art.     L.  M. 

Just  As  Thou  AH.  (42«j) 

JUST  as  thou  art — without  one  trace 
Of  love,  or  joy,  or  inward  grace, — 
Or  meekness  for  the  heav'nly  place, — 
Oh,  guilty  sinner!  come, —  now  come. 

2  Thy  sins  I  bore  on  Calvary's  tree; 
The  stripes,  thy  due,  were  laid  on  me, 
That  peace  and  pardon  might  be  free; — 
Oh^  wretched  sinner!  come, —  now  come. 


146  man's  lost  estate. 

3  Burdened  with  guilt,  would'st  thou  be  blessed? 
Trust  not  the  world;  it  gives  no  rest; 

1  bring  relief  to  hearts  oppressed; — 
Oh,  weary  sinner!  come, —  now  come. 

4  Come,  hither  bring  thy  boding  fears, 
Thy  aching  heart,  thy  bursting  tears; 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  salutes  thine  ears; — 

Oh,  trembling  sinne**!  come, —  now  come. 

5  "  The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come ! " 
Rejoicing  saints  re-echo,  "Come!" 

Who  faints,  who  thirsts,  who  will,  may  come; 
Thy  Savior  bids  thee  come, —  now  come. 

Kusaell  S.  Cook,  1850,  a. 

214  Jesus  is  Calling.     P.  M. 

77/ e  Call  of  Christ, 

JESUS  is  tenderly  calling  thee  home — 
Calling  to-day,  calling  to-day; 
Why  from  the  sunshine  of  love  wilt  thou  roam 
Farther  and  farther  away? 

Ref. — Calling  to-day, 
Calling  to-day. 
Jesus  is  calling, 
Is  tenderly  calling  to-day. 

2  Jesus  is  calling  the  weary  to  rest- 
Calling  to-day,  calling  to-day; 

Bring  him  thy  burden  and  thou  snalt  be  blest; 
He  will  not  turn  thee  away. 

3  Jesus  is  waiting,  oh,  come  to  him  now — 
Waiting  to-day,  waiting  to-day; 

Come  with  thy  sins,  at  his  feet  lowly  bow; 
Come,  and  no  longer  delay. 


INVITATION.  147 


4  Jesus  is  pleading,  oh,  list  to  his  voice — 
Hear  him  to-day,  hear  him  to-day; 

They  who  believe  on  his  name  shall  rejoice; 
Quickly  arise  and  away. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

215  Goshen,     us. 

All  Things  Ready.  (469) 

OH,  turn  ye,  oh,  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God,  in  great  mercy,  is  coming  so 
nigh? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says,  "Come!" 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away ! 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as 

you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  re- 

ceive; 
Oh,  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe? 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 
Tis  you  he  bids  welcome;  he  bids  you  come 

home. 

•i  Why  will  you  be  starving,  and  feeding  on  air? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

Josiab  Hopkins,  1830. 

216  Goshen,     us. 

Danger  of  Delay.  (17®) 

DELAY  not,  delay  not;  oh,  sinner!  draw  near; 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Savior  is  here, 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 


148  man's  lost  estate. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not;  why  longer  abuse 
The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  Gc/i  f 

A  fountain  is  opened, — how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash,  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardonli.^ 
blood? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  oh.  sinner!  to  come, 
For  mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to-day: 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb,- 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

\  Delay  not,  delay  not;  the  Spirit  of  grace, 
Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad 
flight; 

A.nd  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, — 
To  sink  in  the  vale- of  eternity's  night. 

Thomas  Hastings,  1831. 

217  He  is  Calling.     8s  &  7s. 

Divine  Sympathy.  (477) 

THERE'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy, 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea; 
There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice, 
Which  is  more  than  liberty. 

Ref. — He  is  calling,  "Come  to  me;" 
Lord,  I'll  gladly  haste  to  thee. 

2  There's  no  place  where  earthly  sorrows 
Are  more  felt  than  up  in  heaven; 

There's  no  place  where  earthly  failings 
Have  such  kindly  judgment  given. 

3  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 
Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind, 

And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind. 


INVITATION.  149 

I    But  we  make  his  love  too  narrow, 

By  false  limits  of  our  own; 
A  id  we  magnify  his  strictness 

With  a  zeal  he  will  not  own. 

5  Pining  souls,  come  nearer  Jesus; 
Come,  but  come  not  doubting  thus; 

Cume  with  faith  that  trusts  more  freely 
His  great  tenderness  for  us. 

6  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 
We  shoxild  take  him  at  his  word; 

And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord. 

Frederick  Faber,  ab 

218  Come  to  Jesus. 

(478) 

COME  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesua, 
Come  to  Jesus  just  now, 
Just  now  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus  just  now. 


2  He  will  save  you. 

3  Oh,  believe  him. 

4  He  is  able. 

5  He  is  willing. 

6  He'll  receive  you. 

7  Call  upon  him. 

8  He  will  hear  you. 

9  Look  unto  him. 


10  He'll  forgive  you. 

11  Flee  to  Jesus. 

12  He  will  cleanse  you. 

13  He  will  clothe  you. 

14  Jesus  loves  you. 

15  Don't  reject  him. 

16  Onlv  trust  him. 

17  Hallelujah.    Amen. 


219         Who'll  Be  the  Next?     P.  M. 

Delay  Deplored. 

WHO'LL  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus? 
Who'll  be  the  next  the  cross  to  bear? 
Someone  is  ready,  someone  is  waiting; 
*  W  ho'll  be  the  next  a  crown  to  wear? 


150  man's  lost  estate. 

Rep.— Who'll  be  the  next?  Who'll  be  the  next? 
Who'll  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus? 
Who'll  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus  now? 
Follow  Jesus  now? 

2  Who'll  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus  — 
Follow  his  weary,  bleeding  feet? 

Who'll  be  the  next  to  lay  ev'ry  burden 
Down  at  the  Father's  mercv-seat? 

3  Who'll  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus? 
Who'll  be  the  next  to  praise  his  name? 

Who'll  swell  the  chorus  of  free  redemption  — 
Sing, -hallelujah!  praise  the  Lamb? 

4  Who'll  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus, 
Down  thro'  the  Jordan's  rolling  tide? 

Who'll  be  the  next  to  join  with  the  ransomed, 
Singing  upon  the  other  side? 


Annie  S.  Hawks. 


220  Let  Him   In.     P.  M. 

The  Stranger  at  the  Door. 

THERE'S  a  stranger  at  the  door, 
Let  him  in, 
He  has  been  there  oft  before, 

Let  him  in; 
Let  him  in  ere  he  is  gone, 
Let  him  in,  the  Holy  One, 
Jesus  Christ,  the  Father's  Son, 
Let  him  in. 

2  Open  now  to  him  your  heart. 

Let  him  in, 
If  you  wait  he  will  depart, 

Let  him  in; 


INVITATION.  ibl 

Let  him  in,  he  is  your  Friend, 
He  your  soul  will  sure  defend, 
He  will  keep  you  to  the  end, 
Let  him  in. 

3  Hear  you  now  his  loving  voice? 

Let  him  in, 
Now,  oh,  now  make  him  your  choice 

Let  him  in ; 
He  is  standing  at  the  door, 
Joy  to  you  he  will  restore, 
And  his  name  you  will  ador«, 

Let  him  in. 

4  Now  admit  the  heavenly  Guest, 

Let  him  in, 
He  will  make  for  you  a  feast, 

Let  him  in; 
He  will  speak  your  sins  forgiv'n, 
And  when  earth  ties  all  are  riven, 
He  will  take  you  home  to  heaven, 

Let  him  in. 

Rey.  J.  B.  Atchisoa. 

221  Almost  Persuaded.     P.  I™. 

"Almost,"  but  Lost.  <«75) 

H  A  LMOST  persuaded  "  now  to  believe; 

±\.  "Almost  persuaded"  Christ  to  receive; 
Seems  now  some  soul  to  say, 
"  Go,  Spirit,  go  thy  way; 
Some  more  convenient  day 
On  thee  I'll  call." 

2  "Almost  persuaded,"  come,  come  to-day; 
"Almost  persuaded,"  turn  not  away, 
Jesus  invites  you  here, 
Angels  are  hng'ring  near, 
Pray'rs  rise  from  hearts  so  dear; 
Oh,  wand'rer,  come! 


152  man's  lost  estate. 

3  "Almost  persuaded,"  harvest  is  past! 
"Almost  persuaded,"  doom  comes  at  last! 
"Almost"  cannot  avail; 
"Almost  "is  but  to  fail! 
Sad,  sad  that  bitter  wail, — 
"Almost,"  but  lost! 

P.  P.  BUM. 

222  To-Day.     6s  &  4s. 

(476) 

TO-DAY  the  Savior  calls! 
1   Ye  wand'rers,  come, 
Oh,  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam? 

2  To-day  the  Savior  calls! 
Oh,  hear  him  now ; 

Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Savior  calls! 
For  refuge  fly! 

The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day; 
Yield  to  his  power; 

Oh,  grieve  him  not  away, 
I    'Tis  mercy's  hour. 

223  Greenville.     8s,  7s.  &  4^. 

Invitation  Hymn.  (&>3) 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  yuu, 
Pull  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more 


nmTAXioft.  163 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome; 
God's  free  bounty  glorify; 

True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 

All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 

This  he  gives  you; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimmering  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Bruised  and  mangled  by  the  fall; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all; 
Not  the  righteous, — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

Joseph  Hart,  1759. 

Cho. — Turn  to  the  Lord  and  seek  salvation, 
Sound  the  praise  of  his  dear  name; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  come  to  reign. 

Cho. — I  will  arise  and  go  to  Jesus, 

He  will  embrace  me  in  his  arms, 
In  the  arms  of  my  dear  Savior, 
Oh,  there  are  ten  thousand  charms! 

224  Greenville.    8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

The  Voice  0/  Mercy.  (46© 

LISTEN,  sinner!  mercy  hails  you; 
With  her  sweetest  voice  she  calls; 
Bids  you  hasten  to  the  Savior, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls: 

Listen,  sinner! 
Tifi  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 


154  man's  lost  estate. 

2  See!  the  storm  of  vengeance  gathering 
O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread! 

Hark!  the  awful  thunders  rolling 
Loud  and  louder  o'er  your  head! 

Flee,  oh,  sinner! 
Lest  the  lightnings  strike  you  dead. 

3  Haste,  ah!  hasten  to  the  Savior; 
Sue  his  mercy  while  you  may; 

Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away; 

Hasten  sinner! 
You  must  perish,  if  you  stay. 

Andrew  Reed    1817. 

225  Rhinehart.     7s  &  6s. 

Pemtents  Encouraged.  (45R) 

DROOPING  souls!  no  longer  mourn, 
Jesus  still  is  precious; 
If  to  him  you  now  return, 

Heav'n  will  be  propitious; 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by, 

Calling  wand'rers  near  him; 
Drooping  souls!  you  need  not  die, 

Go  to  him  and  hear  him! 

• 

2  He  has  pardons  full  and  free, 
Drooping  souls  to  gladden; 

Still  he  cries — "Come  unto  me, 

Weary,  heavy  laden!" 
Tho'  your  sins,  like  mountains  high, 

Rise,  and  reach  to  heaven. 
Soon  as  you  on  him  rely, 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

3  Precious  is  the  Savior's  name, 
All  his  saints  adore  him; 

He  to  save  the  dying  came; — 
Prostrate  bow  before  him! 


WARNING.  155 

Wand'ring  sinner!  now  return; 

Contrite  souls!  believe  him! 
Jesus  calls  you;  cease  to  mourn; 

Worship  him;  receive  him. 

Thomas  Hasting?,  1-31. 

226  Are  You  Ready?     8s  &  7s. 

Judgmoit  Day. 

^*OON  the  evening  shadows  falling 

0  Close  the  day  of  mortal  life; 
Soon  the  hand  of  death  appalling 

Draws  thee  from  its  wearv  strife. 

Cho. — Are  you  ready?  are  you  ready? 

'Tis  the  Spirit  calling,  why  delay? 
Are  you  ready?  are  you  ready? 
Do  not  linger  longer,  come  to-day. 

2  Soon  the  awful  trumpet  sounding 
Calls  thee  to  the  judgment  throne; 

Now  prepare,  for  love  abounding 
Yet  has  left  thee  not  alone. 

3  Oh,  how  fatal  'tis  to  linger ! 
Art  thou  ready  —  ready  now  ? 

Ready  should  Death's  icy  finger 
Lay  its  chill  upon  thy  brow? 

1  Priceless  love  and  free  salvation 
Freely  still  are  offered  thee; 

Yield  no  longer  to  temptation, 
But  from  sin  and  sorrow  flee. 

J.  W.  Slaughenhaupt 

227  Windham.     L.  M. 

The  Broad  Road. 

BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death. 
And  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 


156  WAN  V  LOST  EST*T*. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross,*' 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command; 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 

Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure, 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new — 

Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

Isaac  Watt*. 

228  Gorton.    S.  M. 

The  Second  Death.  J504) 

OH,  where  shall  rest  be  found - 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh; 

Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath; 

Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death! 


WARNING.  157 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 

And  evermore  undone. 

James  Montgomery,  lbl9. 

229  No  Room  in  Heaven.     P.  M. 

Shut  Out. 

HOW  sad  would  it  be,  if  when  thou  didst  call, 
All  hopeless  and  unforgiven, 
The  angel  that  stands  at  the  beautiful  gate, 
Should  answer,  No  room  in  heaven. 

Ref. — Sad,  sad,  sad  would  it  be! 

No  room  in  heaven  for  thee! 
No  room,  no  room, 
No  room  in  heaven  for  thee! 

2  How  sad  it  would  be,  the  harvest  all  past, 
The  bright  summer  days  all  over; 

To  know  that  the  reapers  had  gathered  the  grain, 
And  left  thee  alone  forever. 

3  Oh,  haste  thee,  and  fly,  while  mercy  is  near, 
Remember  the  love  that  he  gave  you;     [still, 

The  love  that  has  sought  fhee  is  seeking  thee 
And  Jesus  now  waits  to  save  you. 

W.  O.  Cuahing. 

230  When  the  King  Comes  in.     P.  M. 

The  Final  Test. 

(WLLED  to  the  feast  by  the  King  are  we, 
J  Sitting,  perhaps,  where  his  people  be, 
How  will  it  fare,  friend,  with  thee  and  me, 
When  the  King  comes  in? 

Ref. — When  the  King  comes  in,  brother, 
When  the  King  comes  in! 
How  will  it  fare  with  thee  and  me 
When  the  King  comes  in? 


158  man's  lost  estate. 

2  Crowns  on  the  head  where  the  thorns  have 

been, 
Glorified  he  who  once  died  for  men, 
Splendid  the  vision  before  us  then, 
When  the  King  comes  in. 

3  Like  lightning's  flash  will  that  instant  show 
Things  hidden  long  from  both  friend  and  foe, 

Just  what  we  are  will  each  neighbor  know, 
When  the  King  comes  in. 

4  Joyful  his  eye  shall  on  each  one  rest 

Who  is  in  white  wedding  garments  dressed, 
Ah,  well  for  us  if  we  stand  the  test, 
When  the  King  comes  in. 

5  Endless  the  separation  then, 
Bitter  the  cry  of  deluded  men, 

Awful  that  moment  bevond  all  ken, 

*/  7 

When  the  King  comes  in. 

6  Lord,  grant  us  all,  we  implore  thee,  grace, 
So  to  await  thee  each  in  his  place, 

That  we  may  fear  not  to  see  thy  face 
When  thou  comest  in. 

J.  K.  Laudor. 

231        When  the  Door  is  Shut.     P.  M. 

The  Present  Invitation. 

'THE  door  of  salvation  is  open  wide, 
1   And  Jesus  invites  you  to  come; 
While  mercy  and  pardon  await  within, 
Oh,  enter  w7hile  yet  there  is  room. 

Ref. — When  the  door  once  is  shut, 
To  entreat  will  be  vain; 
'Twill  never,  no,  never 
Be  opened  asrain. 


REPENTANCE.  l59 

2  The  feast  of  the  gospel  awaits  its  guests, 
The  day  and  the  hour  are  at  hand; 

Ve  hungry  and  perishing  souls,  draw  near; 
Oh,  why  do  you  doubtingly  stand? 

3  Dear  friends,  if  you  ever  should  stand  without. 
And  plead  for  admittance  in  vain, 

You'd  think  of  the  Savior's  entreating  voice, 
And  long  for  this  moment  again. 

M.  E.  Servoaa. 

232  Hebron.     L.  M. 

My   Yoke  is  Easy,  My  Burden  Light.         (495; 

OH,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone; 
Oh,  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lav  it  down — 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find; 
Savior  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 

Give  me  the  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within — 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Pain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God; 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove; 

The  cross  all  stained  with  hallowed  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power; 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release; 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

Charlea  Wesley,  1742. 


160  MAN V LOST   ESTATE. 

233  Hebron.     L.  M. 

Pardon  Penitently  Implored.  (493) 

SHOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

2  My  crimes,  though  great,  cannot  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace; 

Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 

Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies 
And  past  offenses  pain  mine  eyes. 

1  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace; 

Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 

Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Charles  Wesley,  1741. 

234  Hebron.     L.  M. 

Deprecating  the  Withdrawal  of  the  Spirit.     (494) 

STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite, 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steeled  my  stubborn  heart, 
And  still  shook  off  my  guilty  fears; 

And  vexed  and  urged  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  vears. 


REPENTANCE.  161 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  whoe'er  thy  grace  received! 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved; 

4  This  only  woe  I  deprecate; 
This  only  plague  I  pray  remove; 

Nor  leave  me  in  my  lost  estate; 
Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 

5  Now,  Lord,  my  weary  soul  release, 
Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

Charles  Wesley,  1749. 

235  Woodworth.     L.  M. 

Coming  in  Humility.  (^&9) 

JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot 
O  Lamb  of  God,  1  come!  I  come! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  tho'  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blinvi; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  rind, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  ]  come! 


162  man's  lost  estate. 

5  Just  as  I  am  —  thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

6  Just  as  I  am  —  thy  love  unknown 
.Hath  broken  every  barrier  down; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come!  I  come! 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1836 

236  Badea.     S.  M. 

Decision.  (606; 

AND  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield, 

1  can  hold  out  no  more: 

I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror. 

3  Tho'  late,  I  all  forsake, 
My  friends,  my  all  resign; 

Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  oh,  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

4  Come  and  possess  me  whole, 
Nor  hence  again  remove; 

Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

Charles  Wesley,  IH* 

287  I  am  Listening.     8s  &  78. 

The  Call  Answered. 

DO  you  hear  the  Savior  calling, 
By  the  wooings  of  his  voice? 
Doyou  hear  the  accents  falling? 
Will  you  make  the  precious  choice? 


REPENTANCE.  163 

Rep. — I  am  listening;  oh,  I'm  list'ning 
Just  to  hear  the  accents  fall! 
I  am  list'ning;  oh,  I'm  list'ning 
To  the  Savior's  gentle  call! 

2  By  his  Spirit  he  is  wooing, 
Softly  drawing  us  to  him, 

Thro'  the  cby  and  night  pursuing, 
With  his  gentle  voice  to  win. 

3  By  the  Word  of  Truth  he's  speaking 
To  the  wand'ring,  erring  ones; 

List!  the  voicj  the  stillness  brer.kinspf 
Hear  the  sweet  and  solemn  tones ! 

4  In  his  providential  dealings, 
Even  in  his  stern  decrees, 

In  the  loudest  thunders  pealing, 
Or  the  murm'ring  of  the  breeze. 

W.  S.  Marihall. 

238  I  Do  Believe.     C.  M. 

Unwearied  Earnestness.  (*&1) 

1  RATHER,  I  stretch  my  hand  to  thee; 
No  other  help  I  know: 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah !  whither  shall  I  go? 

Chg. — I  do  believe,  I  now  believe 
That  Jesus  died  for  me; 
And  thro'  his  blood,  his  precious  blood, 
I  shall  from  sin  be  free. 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath? 
What  pain,  what  labor,  to  secure 

My  soul  from  endless  death! 


-  * 

loa  man's  jx>st  estate. 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 
I  now  should  feel  thy  power; 

And  all  my  wants  thou  would'st  relieve, 
In  this  accepted  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith!  to  thee  I  lift 
My  weary,  longing  eyes; 

Oh,  let  me  now  receive  that  gift — 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die; 
Oh,  speak,  and  I  shall  live, 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  How  would  my  fainting  soul  rejoice, 
Could  I  but  see  thy  face; 

Now  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

Charlea  Wealej 

S39  I  Do  Believe.     C.  M. 

The  Friend  of  Sinners.  (485) 

JESUS!  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend; 
As  such  I  look  to  thee; 
Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord!  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, — 
Remember  Calvary; 

Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And,  then,  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord!  remember  me. 


REPENTANCE.  155 

4  Lord!  I  am  guilty  —  I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then,  in  thine  all  abounding  grace, 

Dear  Lord!  remember  me. 

Richard  Burnbam,  1783   a 

240  Brown.     C.  M. 

Approaching  the  Mercy-Heat.  (482} 

\  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
-  V  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 
With  this  I  venture  nigh; 

Thou  call'st  the  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  o*  sin, 
By  Satan  sorely  pressed; 

By  wars  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

1  Oh,  wondrous  love !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 

Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

John  Newton,  17V 

241  Take  Me  As  I  Am.     P.  M. 

No  Hope  in  Self. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  to  thee  I  cry; 
Unless  thou  help  me,  I  must  die; 
Oh,  bring  thy  free  salvation  nigh 
And  take  me  as  I  am. 

Ref. — Take  me  as  I  am, 
Take  me  as  I  am; 
Oh,  bring  thy  free  salvation  nigh. 
And  take  me  as  I  am. 


166  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  Helpless  I  am,  and  full  of  guilt, 
But  yet  for  me  thy  blood  was  spilt, 
And  thou  canst  make  me  as  thou  wilt, 

But  take  me  as  I  am. 

3  I  thirst,  I  long  to  know  thy  love, 
Thy  full  salvation  I  would  prove; 
But  since  to  thee  I  cannot  move 

Oh,  take  me  as  I  am. 

4  If  thou  hast  work  for  me  to  do, 
Inspire  my  will,  my  heart  renew, 
And  work  both  in  and  by  me,  too, 

But  take  me  as  I  am. 

5  And  when  at  last  the  work  is  done* 
The  battle  o'er,  the  victory  won, 
Still,  still  my  cry  shall  be  alone, 

Oh,  take  me  as  I  am. 

Eliza  H.  Hamilton 

242      Fix  Your  Eyes  Upon  Jesus.     P.  M. 

The  Source  of  Peace. 

WOULD  you  lose  your  load  of  sin? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus; 
Would  you  know  God's  peace  within? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus. 

Cho. — Jesus  who  on  the  cross  did  die, 

Jesus  who  lives  and  reigns  on  high, 
He  alone  can  justify; 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus. 

2  "Would  you  calmly  walk  the  wave? 

Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus; 
Would  you  know  his  pow'r  to  save? 

Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus. 


CONVERSION.  167 

3  Would  you  have  your  cares  grow  light? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus; 

Would  you  songs  have  in  the  night? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus. 

4  Grieving,  would  you  comfort  know? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus; 

Humble  be  when  blessings  flow? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus. 

5  Would  you  strength  in  weakness  have? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus; 

See  a  light  beyond  the  grave? 
Fix  your  eyes  upon  Jesus. 

D.  W.  Whittle. 

243  At  the  Cross.     C.  M. 

Rom.  5:2.  (664) 

I  ST  AND;  but  not  as  once  I  did, 
Beneath  my  load  of  guilt; 
The  blessed  Jesus  bore  it  all — 
For  me  his  blood  was  spilt. 

2  I  stand;  but  not  on  Calvary's  Mount, 
With  arms  around  the  cross; 

I  have  been  there,  and  left  behind 
Earth's  pleasures,  joys,  and  dross. 

3  I  stand  e'en  now  where  he  appears, 
In  union  with  my  Lord; 

In  him  I'm  saved,  oh,  wondrous  thought 
I  read  it  in  his  word. 


4  Oh,  bless  the  Lord!  in  him  alone — 

In  him  we  are  complete; 
We  live  by  faith !  but  soon  in  sight 

Our  coming  Christ  we'll  greet. 

Unknown. 


168  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

244  At  the  Cross.     C.  M. 

Salvation  at  the  Cross.  (492) 

OH,  wondrous,  deep,  unbounded  love, 
My  Savior,  can  it  be 
That  thou  hast  borne  the  crown  of  thorns 
And  suffered  death  for  me? 

Cho. — At  the  cross,  at  the  cross,  where  I  first 
saw  the  light 
And  the  burden  of  my  heart  rolled 
away — 
It  was  there  by  faith  I  received  my  sight, 
And  now  I  am  happy  all  the  day. 

2  I  kneel,  repenting,  at  thy  feet, 
I  give  myself  to  thee; 

I  plead  thy  merits,  thine  alone, 
For  thou  hast  died  for  me. 

3  Oh,  let  me  plunge  beneath  the  tide, 
For  sinners  flowing  free, 

Then  rise,  renewed  by  grace  divine, 
And  shout  salvation  free. 

4  And  when  I  reach  thy  place  above, 
My  sweetest  notes  will  be, 

Redemption  through  a  Savior's  name, 
Who  bled  and  died  for  me. 

Fanny  Crosby,  1873. 

245  Saved  by  Faith.     P.  M. 

Justified  by  Faith. 

I  HAVE  found  redemption  in  the  Savior's  blood, 
I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood,  in  his  blood; 
I  am  sweetly  trusting  in  the  word  of  God 
I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood. 


CONVERSION.  169 

Cho. — I  am  saved,  yes,  sweetly  saved, 

I  am  saved  by  faith  in  the  blood  he 

shed  for  me, 
I  am  saved,  yes,  sweetly  saved, 
I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood. 

2  Oh,  how  sweet  the  story  of  his  wondrous  grace, 
I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood,  in  his  blood; 

I  will  trust  in  Jesus  while  I  run  my  race, 
I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood. 

3  I  will  sing  of  Jesus  while  the  days  go  by, 

I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood,  in  his  blood; 
I  will  trust  his  promise,  on  his  strength  rely, 
I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood. 

4:  I  will  keep  on  singing  as  I  march  along, 

I  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood,  in  his  blood; 

In  my  home  in  glory  this  shall  be  my  song, 

1  am  saved  by  faith  in  his  blood. 

246  Only  Trust  Him.     C.  M. 

Peace  in  Believing. 

COME,  ev'ry  soul  by  sin  oppressed, 
There's  mercy  with  the  Lord; 
And  he  will  surely  give  you  rest 
By  trusting  in  his  word. 

Cho. — Only  trust  him,  only  truet  him, 
Only  trust  him  now; 
He  will  save  you,  he  will  save  you4 
He  will  save  you  now. 

2  For  Jesus  shed  his  precious  blood 
Rich  blessings  to  bestow; 

Plunge  now  into  the  crimson  flood 
That  washes  white  as  snow. 


170  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

3  Yes,  Jesus  is  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
That  leads  you  into  rest; 

Believe  in  him  without  delav, 
And  vou  are  fullv  blest. 

4  Come,  then,  and  join  this  holy  band, 
And  on  to  glory  go, 

To  dwell  in  that  celestial  land, 
Where  joys  immortal  flow. 

J.  H.  Stockton. 

247    Is  My  Name  Written  There?  P.  M. 

The  Book  of  Life. 

LORD,  I  care  not  for  riches, 
Neither  silver  nor  gold; 

1  would  make  sure  of  heaven, 
I  would  enter  the  fold. 

In  the  book  of  thy  kingdom, 

With  its  pages  so  fair, 
Tell  me,  Jesus,  my  Savior, 

Is  my  name  written  there? 

Cho. — Is  my  name  written  there? 
On  the  page  white  and  fair? 
In  the  book  of  thy  kingdom, 
Is  mv  name  written  there? 

2  Lord,  my  sins,  they  are  many, 
Like  the  sands  of  the  sea, 

But  thy  blood,  oh,  my  Savior, 

Is  sufficient  for  me; 
For  thy  promise  is  written, 

In  bright  letters  that  glow, 
"  Tho'  your  sins  be  as  scarlet, 

I  will  make  them  like  snow." 

3  Oh,  that  beautiful  city, 
With  its  mansions  of  light, 

With  its  glorified  beings, 
In  pure  garments  of  white; 


CONVERSION,  171 

Where  no  evil  thing  cometh 

To  despoil  what  is  fair; 
Where  the  angels  are  watching, 

Yes,  my  name's  written  there. 

Mrs.  Mary  A.  Kidder. 

248  Convert.     P,  M. 

Joy  in  Christ. 

OH,  how  nappy  are  they 
Who  their  Savior  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above; 
Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 

When  my  heart  it  believed, 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  'Tvvas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song; 

O  that  ail  his  salvation  might  see! 

He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried. 

He  hath  suffered  and  died 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love 
I  was  carried  above 

&li  sin  and  temptation  and  pain, 


172  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

And  I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve — 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again, 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat; 

My  soul  mounted  higher, 

In  a  chariot  of  tire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet- 

7  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood, 

Of  my  Savior  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God. 

8  Never  more  will  I  stray 
From  my  Savior  away, 

But  I'll  follow  the  Lamb  till  I  die; 
I  will  take  up  my  cross, 
And  count  all  things  but  loss, 

Till  I  meet  with  my  Lord  in  the  sky. 

Charles  Wesley. 


249  Hallowed  Spot.     P.  M. 

The  Place  of  Conversion.  (249) 

Thl  WRF  is  a  spot  to  me  more  dear 
Than  native  vale  or  mountain; 
A  spot  to  which  affection's  tear 

Springs  grateful  from  its  fountain; 
'Tis  not  where  kindred  souls  abound— 

Tho'  that  is  almost  heaven — 
But  where  I  first  my  Savior  found* 
And  felt  my  Bins  forgiven. 


CONVERSION  173 

2  Hard  was  my  toil  to  reach  the  shore, 
Long  tossed  upon  the  ocean, 

Above  me  was  the  thunder's  roar, 

Beneath,  the  wave's  commotion. 
Darkly  the  pall  of  night  was  thrown 

Around  me,  faint  with  terror; 
In  that  dark  hour  how  did  my  groans 

Ascend  for  years  of  error. 

3  Sinking  and  panting  as  for  breath, 
I  knew  not  help  was  nigh  me, 

And  cried,  O  save  me,  Lord,  from  death — 

Immortal  Jesus,  hear  me. 
Then,  quick  as  thought,  I  felt  him  mine — 

My  Savior  stood  before  me; 

1  saw  his  brightness  round  me  shine, 
And  shouted  glory,  glory. 

4  0  sacred  hour,  0  hallowed  spot! 
Where  love  divine  first  found  me; 

Wherever  falls  my  distant  lot, 

My  heart  shall  linger  round  thee: 
And  as  from  earth  I  rise,  to  ^oar 

Up  to  my  home  in  heaven, 
Down  will  I  cast  my  eyes  once  more, 

Where  I  was  first  forgiven. 

William  Hunter,  D.  D 

250  Boylston.     S.  M. 

The  Need  of  Conversion 

HOW  solemn  are  the  words, 
And  yet  to  faith  how  plain, 
Which  Jesus  uttered  while  on  earth — 
"Ye  must  be  born  again!" 

2  "Ye  must  be  born  again!" 
For  so  hath  God  decreed; 

No  reformation  will  suffice — 
^Tis  life  poor  sinners  need. 


174  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIF*. 

3  "Ye  must  be  born  again!  * 
And  life  in  Christ  must  have; 

In  vain  the  soul  may  elsewhere  go- 
rTis  he  alone  can  save. 

4  "  Ye  must  be  born  again ! " 
Or  never  enter  heaven; 

^ris  only  blood-washed  ones  are  there — 
The  ransomed  and  forgiven. 

Anon. 

251      It  is  Well  with  My  Soul.    P.  M. 

The  Soul  Redeemed. 

WHEN  peace,  like  a  river,  attendeth  my  way 
When  sorrows,  like  sea-billows,  roll; 
Whatever  my  lot,  thou  hast  taught  me  to  say. 
It  is  well,  it  is  well  with  my  souL 

Cho. — It  is  well  with  my  soul, 

It  k  well,  it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

2  Tho*  Satan  should  buffet,  tho'  trials  should 

come, 
Let  this  blest  assurance  control, 
That  Christ  hath  regarded  my  helpless  estate, 
And  hath  shed  his  own  blood  for  my  soul. 

3  My  sin — oh,  the  bliss  of  this  glorious  tho't — 
My  sin — not  in  part  but  the  whole, 

Is  nailed  to  his  cross  and  I  bear  it  no  more, 
Praise  the  Lord,  praise  the  Lord,  oh,  my  soul ! 

4  And,  Lord,  haste  the  day  when  the  faith 

shall  be  sight, 

The  clouds  be  rolled  back  as  a  scroll, 

The  trump  shall  resound,  and  the  Lord  shali 

descend, 

"  Even  so  "  —  it  is  well  with  my  soul. 

b.  o.  spootxa 


CONVERSION.  175 

252  H*;ielujah!  'Tis  Done.     12s. 

An  Accomplished  Work. 

'TTS  ^e  promise  of  God,  full  salvation  to  give 
1   Unto  him  who  on  Jesus,  his  Son,  will  be- 
lieve 

Cho- — Hallelujah !  'tis  done, 
I  believe  on  the  Son; 
I  am  saved  by  the  blood  of  the  crucified 
One. 

2  Tho'  the  pathway  be  lonely,  and  dangerous, 

too, 
Surely  Jesus  is  able  to  carry  me  through. 

3  Many  loved  ones  have   I   in   yon   heavenly 

throng; 
They  are  safe  now  in  glory,  and  this  is  their  song: 

4  Little  children  I  see  standing  close  by  their 

King, 
And  he  smiles  as  their  song  of  salvation  they 
sing. 

5  There  are  prophets  and  kings  in  that  throng 

I  behold, 
And  they  sing  as  they  march  thro'  the  streets 
of  pure  gold, 

G  There's  a  part  in  tnat  cnorus  for  you  and 

for  me, 
And  the  theme  of  our  praises  forever  will  be, 

253  Bartimeus.     8s  &  7s. 

From  Darkness  io  Light.  (522) 

LORD!  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me, 
Thee  thyself  I  cannot  see; 
Jesus,  Master!  pass  not  by  me; 
Son  of  David!  pity  me. 


■ 

176  THE  CHRI8TIAN   LJPE. 

2  While  I  sit  in  weary  blindness, 
Longing  for  the  blessed  light, 

Many  taste  thy  loving  kindness; 
u  Lord!  I  would  receive  my  sight." 

3  I  would  see  thee  and  adore  thee, 
And  thy  word  the  power  can  give; 

Hear  the  sightless  soul  implore  thee; 
Let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Ah!  what  touch  is  this  that  thrills  me? 
What  this  burst  of  strange  delight? 

Lo!  the  rapturous  vision  fills  me! 
This  is  Jesus!  this  is  sight! 

5  Room,  ye  saints  that  throng  behind  him! 
Let  me  follow  in  the  way; 

1  will  teach  the  blind  to  find  him 
Who  can  turn  their  night  to  day. 

H.  D.  Ganse. 

254  Bartimeus.     8s  &  7s. 

The  Blind  Man  Healed.  (521 

14 1UERCY,  oh,  thou  Son  of  David!" 
IVl  Thus  blind  Bartimeus  prayed; 

"  Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, — 
But  he  called  the  louder  still; 

Till  the  gracious  Savior  bade  him, — 
"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging  used  to  live; 

But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted, 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 


CONVERSION.  177 

4  "Lord!  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 
Let  mino  eyes  behold  the  day! " 

Straight  he  saw,  and,  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Oh!  niethinks  I  hear  him  praising, 
Publishing  to  all  around, 

1  Friends!  is  not  my  case  amazing? 
What  a  Savior  I  have  found! 

6  u  Oh !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  would  be  advised  by  me ! 

Surely  would  they  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 

John  Newton,  1T79. 


255    Sitting  at  the  Feet  of  Jesus.     P.  M. 

OH,  the  peace  that  fills  my  soul, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus; 
Cleansed  from  sin,  made  free  and  whole, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus. 

Cho. — This  is  my  abiding  place, 

Clothed  with  his  abounding  graca 
Looking  upward  to  his  face, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus. 

2  Christ  is  mine  in  storm  and  calm, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus; 

All  my  wounds  are  filled  with  balm, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus. 

3  Here  1  rest  from  toil  and  strife, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus; 

Safe  beneath  the  Tree  of  Life, 
Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus. 

12 


178  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

4  Come  ye  guilty  and  be  healed, 

Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus; 
Freely  is  God's  love  revealed, 

Sitting  at  the  feet  of  Jesus. 

Priscilla  J.  Owens. 

256  Ortonville.     C.  M. 

Prayer  for  Entire  Purification.  (649) 

UOREVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 

1  Close  to  thy  bleeding  side; 
Tia  all  my  hope  and  all  my  plea, 

"  For  me  the  Savior  died." 

2  My  dying  Savior  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 

Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me  and  make  me  thus  thine  own, 
Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art! 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart! 

4  Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply 
Till  faith  to  sight  improve, 

Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

Charles  Wesley,  1746. 

257  Ortonville.     C.  M. 

The  Believer's  Rest.  (654) 

GRD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
Vrf  To  all  thy  people  known; 
x  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 

And  thou  art  loved  alone. 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire. 

Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 


CONSECRATION.  17£ 

3  Oh,  that  I  now  the  i  est  might  know, 
Believe  and  enter  in: 

Now,  Savior,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart; 
This  unbelief  remove: 

To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart- 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

Charles  Wesley. 

258  Ortonville.     C.  M. 

Longing  for  Christ.  (G48 

OH!  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God; 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
And  live  upon  thy  word. 

2  Lord !  I  desire  with  thee  to  live. 
Anew  from  day  to  day, 

In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  O  Jesus!  come  and  rule  my  heart 
And  I'll  be  wholly  thine; 

And  never,  nevermore  depart; 
For  thou  art  wholly  mine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 

And,  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

Benjamin  Cleveland,  1790. 

259  Ortonville.     C.  M. 

Self-Dedication.  (t>62> 

WELCOME,  O  Savior!  to  my  heart; 
Possess  thine  humble  throne; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 


180  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE, 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake, — 
To  thee  I  all  resign; 

My  longing  heart,  O  Jesus!  take, 
And  make  it  all  divine. 

3  Oh!  may  I  never  turn  aside, 
Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee; 

Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide — 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 

Hugh  Bourne.  18*25. 

260  Rhine.     C.  M 

Prayer  for  Entire  Sanctif  cation .  (662) 

MY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renewed  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 

Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

3  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad: 

Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fixed  in  God. 

4  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 
Illuminate  my  soul; 

Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

Charles  Wesley. 

261  Bemerton.     C.  M. 

Self -Consecration .  (646) 

MY  God!  accept  my  heart  this  day, 
And  make  it  always  thine, 
That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  thee  decline. 


coirsECRATioir.  ISi 

2  Before  the  cross  of  him  who  died, 
Behold  I  prostrate  fall; 

Let  every  sin  be  crucified; 
Let  Christ  be  All  in  All. 

3  May  the  dear  blood,  once  shed  for  me, 
My  blest  atonement  prove, 

That  I,  from  first  to  last,  may  be 
The  purchase  of  thy  love. 

4  Let  every  thought,  and  work,  and  word, 
To  thee  be  ever  given; 

Then  life  shall  be  thy  service,  Lord! 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven. 

Matthew  Bridges,  1848. 

268  Uxbridge.    L.  M. 

Living  to  Christ  Alone.  (816) 

MY  gracious  Lord!  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight, 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being,  but  for  thee, 
Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end? 
Thine  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend. 

3  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 
Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good; 

Nor  future  days  or  powers  employ, 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  Tie  to  my  Savior  I  would  live, 
To  him,  who  for  my  ransom  died; 
Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 

Phi  Up  DnHriiji.  1740. 


182  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

263  Gratitude.     L.  M. 

God  Wills  Our  Holiness.  (679) 

HE  wills  that  I  should  holy  be; 
That  holiness  I  long  to  feel; 
That  full  divine  conformity 
To  all  my  Savior's  righteous  will. 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul 
Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine; 
And  plunge  me,  every  whit  made  whole, 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine. 

3  On  thee,  O  God,  my  soul  is  stayed, 
And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will; 
The  promise  by  thy  mercy  made, 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  in  me  fulfill. 

4  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

Or  doubt  thy  truth,  which  cannot  move; 
Hasten  the  long-expected  hour, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 

Charles  \Tcslej. 

264  Duane  Street.     L.  M.  D. 

The  Way  to  God. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to.heav'n  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fixed  my  hopes  upon; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 
The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment; 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness; 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

2  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 


CONSECRATION.  183 

The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 

1  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Savior  say, 
"Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

3  Lo!  glad  I  come;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  as  I  am; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 
Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round. 
What  a  dear  Savior  I  have  found; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God." 

John  Cennick,  1743. 

265  Duane  Street.     L.  M.  D. 

Bought  with  a  Price. 

LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine, 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 

A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity; 

The  vow  is  past  beyond  repeal; 
And  now  I  set  the  solemn  seal. 

4  Here  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood, 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, 
Thee,  my  new  Master  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

Rev.  Samuel  Davies,  1768.    oft. 


184  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

266  Ellesdie.     8s  &  7s.     D. 

Leaving  All  to  Follow  Christ.  (704) 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be! 
Perish,  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known, 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me — 
They  have  left  my  Savior  too; 

Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 
Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue. 

And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 
God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 

Foes  may  hate  and  friends  disown  me, 
Show  thy  face  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure; 
Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain! 

In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee,  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather — 

All  must  work  for  good  to  thee. 

4  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 
Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 

Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 

Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 
Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days; 

Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  £>raise. 

Henry  Francia  Lyte,  1828. 


CONSECRATION.  185 

267  Autumn.     8s  &  7s.      Double. 

Desiring  Sanctificatwn.  ("01) 

T  OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

lv  Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down; 

Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling; 

All  thv  faithful  mercies  crown; 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  thy  Holy  Spirit 
Into  every  troubled  breast, 

Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit; 

Let  us  rind  thy  promised  rest; 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning; 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation; 
Pure  and  holy  may  we  be; 

Let  us  6ee  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee: 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  wre  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

\  Charles  Weslej,  1747. 

268  Autumn.     8s  &  ys.     Double. 

Union  with  Jesus.  (700) 

IN  thy  service  will  I  ever, 
Jesus,  my  Redeemer,  stay; 
Nothing  me  from  thee  shall  sever, 
Gladly  wrould  I  go  thy  way. 


*86  THE  CHRLSTIAJf   LIFE. 

Ves,  Lord  Jesus,  I  am  ever 

Thine  in  sorrow  and  in  joy; 
Death  the  union  shall  not  sever, 

Nor  eternity  destroy. 

2  Let  thy  light  on  me  be  shining 
When  the  day  is  almost  g;one, 

When  the  evening  is  declining, 

And  the  night  is  drawing  on: 
Bless  me,  oh,  my  Savior!  laying 

Thy  hands  on  my  weary  head; 
"Here  thy  day  is  ended,"  saying, 

44  Yonder  live  the  faithful  dead." 

3  Stay  beside  me,  when  the  stillness 
And  the  icy  touch  of  death 

Pill  my  trembling  soul  with  chillness, 
Like  the  morning's  frosty  breath; 

As  my  failing  eyes  grow  dimmer, 
Let  my  6pint  grow  more  bright, 

As  I  see  the  first  faint  glimmer 
Of  the  everlasting  light. 

?.  Spitta,  183S, 

269  Even  Me.     8s  &  7s. 

Pass  Me  Not.  (523) 

T  ORD!  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing, 
L/  Thou  art  scattering,  broad  and  free; 
Showers,  the  thirsty  land  refreshing; 
Let  their  fullness  fall  on  nie. 

Ref. — Even  me,  even  me, 

Let  their  fullness  fall  on  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  oh,  gracious  Father! 

Sinful,  though  my  heart  may  be; 
Thou  might'st  curse  me,  but  the  rather 

Let  thy  mercy  fall  on  me. 


CONSECRATION.  187 

3  Pass  me  not,  oh,  tender  Savior! 
Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee; 

1  am  longing  for  thy  favor; 
When  thou  comest,  call  for  me. 

•1  Pass  me  not,  oh,  mighty  Spirit! 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus1  merit, 

Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me. 

5  Have  I  long  in  6in  been  sleeping, 
Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee? 

Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping? 
Oh !  forgive  and  rescue  me. 

6  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless, — 
Blood  of  God,  so  rich  and  free, — 

Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless, — 
Magnify  them  all  in  me. 

Elizabeth  Codncr,  1860. 

270  Even  Me.     8s  &  7s. 

Self -Consecration.  (524) 

TAKE  me,  oh,  my  Father!  take  me, 
Take  me,  save  me,  through  thy  Son; 
That  which  thou  would'st  have  me,  make  me, 
Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done. 

2  Long  from  thee  my  footsteps  straying, 
Thorny  proved  the  way  I  trod; 

Weary  come  I  now,  and  praying — 
Take  me  to  thy  love,  my  God ! 

3  Fruitless  years  with  grief  recalling, 
Humbly  I  confess  my  sin; 

At  thy  feet,  O  Father!  falling, 
To  thy  household  take  me  in. 


188  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

4  Freely  now  to  thee  I  proffer 
This  relenting  heart  of  mine; 

Freely,  life  and  soul  I  offer — 
Gift  unworthy  love  like  thine. 

5  Once  the  world's  Redeemer  dying, 
Bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree; 

On  that  sacrifice  relying, 
Now  I  look  in  hope  to  thee. 

6  Father!  take  me;  all  forgiving, 
Fold  me  to  thy  loving  breast; 

In  thy  hope  forever  living, 
I  must  be  forever  blest! 

Ray  Palmer,  1865 

271  Ferguson,     S.   M 

Restore  My  Peace.  (637) 

A  JESUS!  full  of  grace, 
\J    To  thee  I  make  my  moan: 
Let  me  again  behold  thv  face — 
Call  home  thy  banished  one. 

2  Again  my  pardon  seal, 
Again  my  soul  restore, 

And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

3  Thine  utmost  me.rcy  show; 
Say  to  my  drooping  soul — 

In  peace  and  full  assurance  go; 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole. 

Charles  Wesley,  J756 

272  I  Cannot  Do  Without  Thee.    7s  &  6s. 

Dependence  on  Clirist. 

T  CANNOT  do  without  thee, 
I  O  Savior  of  the  lost! 
Whose  precious  blood  redeemed  me 
At  such  tremendous  cost. 


CONSECRATION,"  189 

Cho. — I  cannot,  would  not, 
Dare  not,  con  Id  not, 
Will  not  do  without  thee. 
I  have  no  strength  or  goodness, 
No  wisdom  of  my  own. 

2  I  cannot  do  without  thee, 
I  cannot  stand  alone; 

I  have  no  strength  or  goodness. 
No  wisdom  of  my  own. 

3  I  cannot  do  without  thee, 
I  do  not  know  the  way; 

Thou  knowest  and  thou  leadest, 
And  wilt  not  let  me  stray. 

4  I  cannot  do  without  thee, 
For  years  are  fleeting  fast, 

And  soon,  in  solemn  loneliness, 
The  river  must  be  passed. 

Frances  R.  Havergal,  AIL 

273  Ferguson.     S.  M. 

Absorbed  in  Christ.  (635) 

MINE  eyes  and  my  desire 
Are  ever  to  the  Lord; 

1  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Lord,  turn  thee  to  my  soul; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near; 

When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
From  sin's  destructive  snare? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God 

Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wrand'ring  feet  have  trod? 


190  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

4  Oh,  keep  my  bouI  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Isaa"  Watts.  1719, 

274  Trusting.     7s. 

At  the  Cross ;  (694) 

I  AM  coming  to  the  cross; 
I  am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blin 
I  am  counting  all  but  dross; 

1  shall  thy  salvation  find. 

Cho. — I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  thee, 
Blest  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Humbly  at  thy  cross  I  bow; 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  thee; 
Long  has  evil  reigned  within; 
Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me  — 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  thee  — 
Friends,  and  time,  and  earthly  store; 
Soul  and  body  thine  to  be  — 
Wholly  thine  —  forevermore. 

4  In  the  promises  I  trust; 
Xow  I  feel  the  blood  applied; 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust; 

I  with  Christ  am  crucified. 

5  Jesus  comes!  he  fills  my  soul! 
Perfected  in  love  I  am! 

I  am  ev'ry  whit  made  whole; 
Glory!  glory  to  the  Lamb! 

Wo.  McDooaUL 


CONSECRATION.  19J 

275  i'll  Uve  for  Him.     P.M. 

Dedication  of  Self. 

A  [Y  life,  my  love  I  give  to  thee, 
1V1  Thou  Lamb  of  God,  who  died  for  me; 
Oh,  may  I  ever  faithful  be 
My  Savior  and  mv  God. 

Clio. — I'll  live  for  him  who  died  for  me, 
How  happy,  then,  my  life  shall  be! 
I'll  live  for  him  who  died  for  me, 
My  Savior  and  my  God. 

2  I  now  believe  thou  dost  receive, 
For  thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live; 

And  now  henceforth  I'll  trust  in  thee, 
My  Savior  and  my  God. 

3  Oh,  thou  who  died  on  Calvary, 

To  save  my  soul  and  make  me  free, 
I  consecrate  my  life  to  thee. 
My  Savior  and  my  God. 


276  Take  My  Heart,  Dear  Jesus.     P.  M. 

The  Offered  Heart. 

rPAKE  my  heart,  dear  Jesus, 
1   Make  it  all  thine  own, 
Let  thy  Holy  Spirit 
Break  this  heart  of  stone, 
And  make  me  all  thine  own. 

Cho. — Take  my  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Ev'ry  moment  more  like  thee; 
At  thy  feet  I  bow; 
Take  my  heart  just  now, 
And  make  me  all  thine  own. 


Bfciu«n 


192  THE   CHRISTIAN   I,l*\fc. 

2  Take  my  heart,  dear  Jesus. 
Make  it  pure  and  clean; 
Let  thy  blood,  still  flowing, 
Wash  away  my  sin, 
And  make  me  pure  and  clean. 

3  Take  my  heart,  dear  Jesus, 
Make  it  white  as  snow; 
May  the  cleansing  fountain, 
May  the  precious  flow, 
Still  keep  me  white  as  snow. 

277  Entire  Consecration.     7s. 

Self-Dedica  tio  n 

TWKE  my  life,  and  let  it  be 
1  Consecrated,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Take  my  hands  and  let  them  move 
At  the  impulse  of  thy  love 

Cho. — Wash  me  in  the  Savior's  precious  blood, 

the  precious  blood, 
Cleanse  me  in  its  purifying  flood,  the 

healing  flood, 
Lord,   I  give  to  thee  my  life  and  all, 

to  be 
Thine,  hencefortn  eternally 

2  Take  my  feet,  and  let  tnem  be 
Swift  and  beautiful  for  thee; 

Take  my  voice,  and  let  me  sing 
Always,  only  for  my  King 

3  Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  for  thee; 

Take  my  sliver  and  my  gola  — 
Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold. 


CONSECRATION.  193 

4  Take  my  moments  and  my  days, 

Let  them  flow  in  endless  praise; 
Take  my  intellect,  and  use 

Ev'ry  pow'r  as  thou  shalt  choose. 

.*>  Take  my  will,  and  make  it  thine; 

It  shall  be  no  longer  mine; 
Take  my  heart, —  it  is  thine  own, — 

It  shall  be  thy  royal  throne. 

6  Take  my  love, — my  Lord,  I  pour 

At  thy  feet  its  treasure-store! 
Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 

Ever, only,  all  for  thee! 

Frances  Ridley  Ravergal 

278  Draw  Me  to  Thee.     8s  &  6s. 

Nearness  to  Chria  Dcjired. 

LORD,  weak  and  impotent  I  stand, 
As  fettered  by  an  unseen  hand; 
Rreak  thou  the  strong  and  subtle  band, 
And  draw  me  close  to  thee. 

Cho. — Draw  me  close  to  thee,  Savior, 
Draw  me  close  to  thee; 
Beneath  thy  wing  do  thou  me  hide, 
And  draw  me  close  to  thee. 

2  In  vain  I  struggle  to  be  free; 
I  would,  but  cannot,  fly  to  thee; 
Ope  thou  the  prison  door  for  me, 

And  draw  me  close  to  thee. 

3  Oh,  bring  me  nearer,  nearer  still, 
That  thine  own  peace  my  soul  may  fill, 
And  I  may  rest  in  thy  sweet  will; 

Lord,  draw  me  close  to  thee. 

13 


i.94  HE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

4  Here,  Lord,  I  would  forever  bide, 
And  never  wander  from  thy  side; 
Beneath  thy  wing  do  thou  me  hide, 
And  draw  me  close  to  thee. 

M.  A.  W.  Cook. 

279         Draw  Me  to  Thee.     8s  &  6s 

Clinging  to  Christ.  (6«8) 

OHOLY  Savior!  Friend  unseen, 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bid'st  me  lean, 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  changing  scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  thee ! 

Cho. — Help  me  cling  to  thee,  Savior, 
Help  me  cling  to  thee! 
Help    me,  throughout  life's    changing 

scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  thee!  . 

2  Without  a  murmur  I  dismiss 
My  former  dreams  of  earthly  bliss; 
My  joy,  my  recompense  be  this> 

Each  hour  to  cling  to  thee! 

3  Though  faith  and  hope  are  often  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside; 

So  safe,  so  calm,  so  satisfied, 
The  soul  that  clings  to  thee! 

Charlotte  Elliott. 


280  Draw  Me  Nearer.     P.  M. 

Communion  with  Christ. 

AM  thine,  O  Lord,  1  have  heard  thy  voice, 
1  And  it  told  thy  iove  to  me; 
But  I  long  to  rise  in  the  arms  of  faith, 

And  be  closer  drawn  to  thee. 


CONSECRATION.  195 

Kef. — Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  blessed  Lord, 
To  the  cross  where  thou  hast  died; 
Draw  me  nearer,  nearer,  nearer,  blessed 
Lord, 
To  thy  precious,  bleeding  side. 

2  Consecrate  me  now  to  thy  service,  Lord, 
By  the  pow'r  of  grace  divine; 

Let  my  soul  look  up  with  a  steadfast  hope, 
And  my  will  be  lost  in  thine. 

3  O"  the  pure  delight  of  a  single  hour 
That  before  thy  throne  I  spend, 

When  I  kneel  in  pray'r,  and  with  thee,  my  God, 
I  commune  as  friend  with  friend. 

4  There  are  depths  of  love  that  I  cannot  know 
Till  I  cross  the  narrow  sea, 

There  are  heights  of  joy  that  I  may  not  reach 
Till  I  rest  in  peace  with  thee. 

Fhqu}-  J.  Crosby. 

981  Whiter  Than  Snow.     us. 

Desire  for  Purity. 

LORD  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly  whole; 
I  want  thee  forever  to  live  in  my  soul; 
Break  down  ev'ry  idol,  cast  out  ev'ry  foe; 
Now  wash   me    and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 
snow. 

Cho. — Whiter  than  snow,  yes,  whiter  than  snow; 
Now  wash  me,  and   I  shall  be  whiter 
than  snow. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  look  down  from  thy  throne  in 

the  skies, 
\nd  help  me  to  make  a  complete  sacrifice; 
I  give  up  myself  and  whatever  I  know — 
jyv  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 

snow. 


106  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly  entreat; 

1  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  thy  crucified  feet. 

By  faith  for  my  cleansing,  I   see  th>    blood 

flow — 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 

snow. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  thou  seest  I  patiently  wait; 
Come  now,  and  within  me  a  new  heart  create; 
To  those  who  have  sought  thee,  thou  never 

said'st  no —  [snow. 

Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter  than 

James  Nicholson. 

282  Are  You  Washed  in  the  Blood  ?  P.  M. 

Resting  in  Christ's  Merits. 

HAVE  you  been  to  Jesus  for  the  cleansing 
pow'r? 
Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
Are  you  fully  trusting  in  his  grace  this  hour? 
Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

Cho. — Are  you  washed  in  the  blood, 

In  the  soul-cleansing  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
Are  your  garments  spotless,  are  they 

white  as  snow? 
Are  you  washed    in  the  blood  of  the 

Lamb? 

2  Are  you  walking  daily  by  the  Savior's  side? 
Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

Do  you  rest  each  moment  in  the  Crucified? 
Are  you  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 

3  When  the  Bridegroom  cometh  will  your  robes 

be  white, 
Pore  and  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 
Will  your  soul  be  ready  for  the  mansions  bright? 
And  be  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb? 


CONSECRATION.  13T 

4  Lay  aside  the  garments  that    are   stained 
with  sin, 

And  be  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 
There's  a  fountain  flowing  for  the  soul  unclean, 

Oh,  be  washed  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb. 

E.  A.  Hoffman. 

283  The  Cleansing  Wave.     C.  M. 

It  Cleanse th  Me. 

OH,  now  I  see  the  crimson  wave, 
The  fountain  deep  and  wide; 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  mighty  to  save, 
Points  to  his  wounded  side. 

Cho. — The  cleansing  stream  I  see!  I  see! 
I  plunge,  and  oh,  it  cleanseth  i  ie; 
Oh,  praise  the  Lord!  it  cleanseth  me, 
It  cleanseth  me,  yes,  cleanseth  me. 

2  I  rise  to  walk  in  heaven's  own  light, 
Above  the  world  and  sin, 

With  heart  made  pure,  and  garments  white, 
And  Christ  enthroned  within. 

3  Amazing  grace!  'tis  heaven  below 
To  feel  the  blood  applied; 

And  Jesus,  only  Jesus  know, 
My  Jesus  crucified. 

Mrs.  Phiebe  Palmer 

284  Beulah  Land.     L.  M. 

Rest  oj  Faith. 

I'VE  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine, 
And  all  its  riches  freely  mine; 
Here  shines  undimmed  one  blissn  <  day, 
For  all  my  night  has  passed  away 


198  THE  CHRISTIAN  L.IFE. 

Cho. — O  Beulah  land,  sweet  Beulah  land, 
As  on  thy  highest  mount  I  stand, 
I  look  away  across  the  sea, 
Where  mansions  are  prepared  for  me, 
And  view  the  shining  glory  shore, 
My  heaven,  my  home  forevermore. 

2  The  Savior  comes  and  walks  with  me, 
And  sweet  communion  here  have  we; 
He  gently  leads  me  with  his  hand, 

For  this  is  heaven's  border  land. 

3  A  sweet  perfume  upon  the  breeze, 
Is  borne  from  ever  vernal  trees, 
And  flowers  that  never  fading  grow 
Where  streams  of  life  forever  flow. 

4  The  zephyrs  seem  to  float  to  me, 
Sweet  sounds  of  heaven's  melody, 

As  angels,  with  the  white-robed  throng, 
Join  in  the  sweet  redemption  song. 

Edgar  Page  Stites 

285     The  Land  of  Beulah.    8s  &  7s.   D. 

Beulah  Land. 

I  AM  dwelling  on  the  mountain, 
Where  the  golden  sunlight  gleams 
O'er  a  land  whose  wondrous  beauty 

Far  exceeds  my  fondest  dreams; 
Where  the  air  is  pure  ethereal, 

Laden  with  the  breath  of  riow'rs, 
They  are  blooming  by  the  fountain, 
'Neath  the  amaranthine  bow'rs. 

Cho. — Is  not  this  land  of  Beulah, 

Blessed,  blessed  land  of  light? 
Where  the  flowers  bloom  forever, 
And  the  sun  is  always  bright 


CONSECRATION.  19P 

2  I  can  see  far  down  the  mountains, 
Where  I  wandered  weary  years, 

Often  hindered  in  my  journey 
By  the  ghosts  of  doubts  and  fears; 

Broken  vows  and  disappointments, 
Thicklv  sprinkled  all  the  way, 

But  the  Spirit  led  unerring, 
To  the  land  I  hold  to-day. 

3  I  am  drinking  at  the  fountain, 
Where  I  ever  would  abide; 

For  I've  tasted  life's  pure  nver. 

And  my  soul  is  satisfied; 
There's  no  thirsting  for  life's  pleas ares> 

Nor  adorning,  rich  and  gay, 
For  I've  found  a  richer  treasure. 

One  that  fadeth  not  away. 

- 

4  Tell  ine  not  of  heavy  crosses, 
Nor  the  burdens  hard  to  bear, 

For  I've  found  this  great  salvation 

Makes  each  burden  light  appear; 
And  I  love  to  follow  Jesus, 

Gladly  counting  all  but  dross, 
Worldly  honors  all  forsaking 

For  the  glory  of  the  cross. 

5  Oh,  the  cross  has  wTondrous  glory! 
Oft  I've  proved  this  to  be  true; 

When  I'm  in  the  way  so  narrow 

I  can  see  a  patrnvay  thro'; 
And  how  swTeetly  Jesus  whispers: 

Take  the  cross,  thou  need'st  not  fear, 
For  I've  tried  this  way  before  thee. 

And  the  glory  lingers  near. 

Re».  Wm.  Stutter. 


300  THE  CHRISTIAN  UFF. 

886  Ortonville      C.  M. 

Chnst  Incomparable.  (590) 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
Upon  the  Savior's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  overflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 
Among  the  sons  of  men; 

Fairer  is  he,  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 
And  flew  to  my  relief; 

For  me  he  rSore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 
He  brings  my  weary  feet; 

Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

Samuel  Stenpett,  178V 

287  Ortonville.     C.  M. 

Christ  Jesus,  All  in  All.  ^59 1 

I'VE  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price ! 
My  heart  doth  sing  for  joy; 
And  sing  I  must,  for  Christ  is  mine! 
Christ  shall  my  song  employ. 

2  Christ  is  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King; 
My  Prophet  full  of  light, 

My  great  High  Priest  before  the  throne. 
My  King  of  heavenly  might. 

3  Christ  is  my  peace;  he  died  for  me. 
For  me  he  gave  his  blood; 

And,  as  my  wondrous  Sacrifice. 
Offered  himself  to  God. 


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4  Christ  Jesus  is  my  All  in  All, — 
My  Comfort,  and  my  Love; 

My  Life  below,  and  he  shall  be 
My  Joy  and  Crown  above 

John  Mason   1693.  «. 

288  Ortonville.     C.  M. 

Invitation  to  Praise  the  Redeemer.  (588) 

OH,  for  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 
Assist  me  to  proclaim — 

To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus!  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 

'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

£  He  breaks  the  power  of  canceled  sin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free: 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean — 

His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  He  speaks  —  and,  listening  to  his  voice 
New  life  the  dead  receive; 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice, 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loosened  tongues  employ; 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Savior  come; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 


*X&  ma  chrjhttaic  ufe. 

289  Henry.    C.  M. 

Praise  to  Christ,  (09$) 

COME,  let  us  all  unite  to  praise 
The  Savior  of  mankind; 
Our  thankful  hearts  in  solemn  lays 
Be  with  our  voices  joined. 

2  O  Lord!  we  cannot  silent  be; 
By  love  we  are  constrained 

To  offer  our  best  thanks  to  thee, 
Our  Savior,  and  our  Friend. 

3  Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  show, 
And  spread  abroad  thy  fame; 

Let  every  heart  with  praise  o'erflow, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name. 

4  Worship  and  honor,  thanke  and  love, 
Be  to  our  Jesus  given, 

By  men  below,  by  hosts  above, 
By  all  in  earth  and  heaven. 

Martin  Madan  J>,  im 

390  Cambridge.     C.  M. 

The  Incarnation.  {90b 

AWAKE,  awake,  the  sacred  song. 
To  our  incarnate  Lord; 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  th'  eternal  Word. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Fovsr, 
By  whom  the  worlds  were  made; 

Ob,  happy  morn  —  illustrious  hour — 
Was  once  in  flesh  arrayed. 

3  To  dwell  with  misery  here  below, 
The  Savior  left  the  skies, 

And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe, 
That  worthless  man  might- ris*. 


ajOVTS  AND  PRAISE  TO  cnowr.  203 

4  Adoring  angels  tuned  their  songs, 
To  hail  the  joyful  day; 

With  rapture,  then,  let  human  tongues 
Their  grateful  worship  pay. 

Anne  Steele,  1764 

991  St.  Agnes.     C.  M. 

Jesus  Our  Joy.  (MS 

TESUS,  the  very  tho't  of  thee 
J   With  sweetness  fills  my  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 
Nor  can  the  mem'ry  find 

A  sweeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Savior  of  mankind! 

3  Oh,  hope  of  ev'ry  contrite  heart! 
Oh,  joy  of  all  the  meek! 

To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  thou  art! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek 

4t  And  those  who  find  thee,  find  a  bliss 

Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is 

None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

5  Jesus!  our  only  joy  be  thou, 
As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be; 

Jesus!  be  thou  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity. 

Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  1140.    T>  E.  Casw&ll,  1848. 

292  St.  Agnes.     C.  M. 

A II- Absorbing  Love.  (551) 

0  JESUS,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord! 
Forgive  me,  if  I  say, 
For  very  love,  thy  sacred  name 
A  thousand  times  a  day 


20£  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  I  love  thee  so,  I  know  not  how 
My  transports  to  control; 

Thy  love  is  like  a  burning  tire 
Within  mv  very  soul. 

3  Oh,  wonderful!  that  thou  should'st  let 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine 

Love  thee  with  such  a  love  as  this, 
And  make  so  free  with  thine! 

4  O  Light  in  darkness,  Joy  in  grief! 
O  Heaven  begun  on  earth! 

Jesus  mv  Love,  my  Treasure!  who 
Can  tell  what  thou  art  worth? 

5  O  Jesus,  Jesus,  sweetest  Lord ! 
What  art  thou  not  to  me? 

Each  hour  brings  joys  before  unknown, 
Each  day  new  liberty. 

Frederick  Wni.  Faber.  1&»K. 

293  St.  Agnes.     C.  M. 

Supreme  Love  to  Christ.  (W5) 

DO  not  I  love  thee,  oh,  my  Lord? 
Behold  my  heart,  and  see; 
And  turn  each  worthless  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee,  from  my  soul? 
Then  let  me  nothing  love; 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
Which  thou  dost  not  approve. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still, 
'To  mine  attentive  ear? 

Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  thriH 
My  Savior's  voice  to  hear? 


DOVE  AND  PRAISE   PO  CHRIST.  206 

4  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord! 

But,  oh!  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 

And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

Philip  Doddridge,  1740. 

294  How  I  Love  Jesus.   C.  M. 

The  Dearest  Name.  (537) 

r  THERE  is  a  name  I  love  to  hear, 
1    I  love  to  sing  its  worth; 
It  sounds  like  music  in  mine  ear, 
The  sweetest  name  on  earth. 

Cho. — Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus, 
Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus, 
Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus, 
Because  he  first  loved  me. 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  Savior's  love, 
Who  died  to  set  me  free; 

It  tells  me  of  his  precious  blood, 
The  sinner's  perfect  plea. 

3  It  tells  me  what  my  Father  hath 
In  store  ior  every  day, 

And,  though  I  tread  a  darksome  x>ath, 
Yields  sunshine  all  the  way. 

4  It  tells  of  One,  whose  loving  heart 
Can  feel  my  deepest  woe, 

Who  in  each  sorrow  bears  a  part, 
That  none  can  bear  below. 

Frederick  Whitfield.  1859. 

295  How  I  Love  Jesus.  C.  M. 

The  Precious  Name.  (538) 

HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear; 
It  soothes  his  sorrow,  heals  his  wounds. 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 


20G  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  Name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 
My  shield  and  hiding-place; 

My  never-failing  treasure,  tilled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Savior,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  I  would  thy  boundless  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting  breath, 

So  shall  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Job  a  Newtou.,  1T78 

296  Webb.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

The  Joyful  Prospect. 

OH,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  reign  with  him  above? 
And  drink  the  flowing  fountain 

Of  everlasting  love? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

Prom  this  vain  world  of  sin? 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before; 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear; 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 


tOVE  AND  PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  207 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly! 
farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  all  adieu; 
And  you,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  wray  pursue. 

±  Oh!  do  not  be  discouraged, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend; 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 

He'll  not  forgot  to  lend: 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  often  you  request; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  vou  home  to  rest. 


it..«. 


297  Webb.     7S  &  6s,  D. 

Praise  to  the  Savior.  (622) 

TO  thee,  my  God  and  Savior  I 
My  heart  exulting  sings, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Almighty  King  of  kings! 
I'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewv  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast; 
My  voice,  in  supplication, 

Well-pleased  thou  shalt  hear: 
Oh!  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 


208  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

3  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 

I  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted, 

Up  to  their  bright  abode; 
There,  cast  my  crown  before  thee. — 

Now,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, — 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee: — 

What  can  an  angel  more." 

Thomas  Haweis,  1792. 

298  Heavenly  King.     7s.     D. 

Rejoicing  on  the   Way.  (612) 

/  CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
\J  As  we  journey  let  us  sing; 
Sing  our  Savior's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  wavs. 
We  are  trav'ling  home  to  God. 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

2  Pear  not,  brethren;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismayed  go  on. 
Lord!  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below: 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

John  Ceonick,  1742. 

299  Atoning  Lamb.     7s. 

Delight  in  Christ.  (575) 

EARTH  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair, 
Lovely  forms  or  beauties  rare, 
But  before  my  eyes  they  bring 
Christ,  of  beauty  Source  and  Spring, 


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-I  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  golden  sunbeams  rise, 
Then  my  Savior's  form  I  find 
Brightly  imaged  on  my  mind. 

3  When  the  day-beams  pierce  the  night, 
Oft  1  think  on  Jesus'  light, — 

Think, — how  bright  that  light  will  be, 
Shining  through  eternity. 

4  When,  as  moonlight  softly  steals, 
Heaven  its  thousand  eyes  reveals, 
Then  I  think; — who  made  their  light. 
Is  a  thousand  times  more  bright. 

5  When  I  see,  in  spring-tide  gay, 
Fields  theii  varied  tints  display, 
Wakes  the  thrilling  thought  in  me, 
What  must  their  Creator  be? 

6  Lord  of  all  that's  fair  to  see! 
Come,  reveal  thyself  to  me; 
Let  me,  'mid  thy  radiant  light, 
See  thine  unveiled  glories  bright. 

Ger.  Johann  Rcheffler,  1657. 
Tr.  Frances  Elizabeth  Cox,  1841. 

300  Luther.      S.  M. 

The  Song  of  the  Seraphs.  (349) 

CROWN  him  with  many  crowns, 
The  Lamb  upon  his  throne; 
Hark!  how  the  heavenly  anthem  drowns 
All  music  but  its  own! 

2  Awake,  my  soul!  and  sing 

Of  him  who  died  for  thee; 
And  hail  him  as  thy  matchless  King, 

Through  all  eternity. 

14 


210  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE* 

3  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  love! 
Behold  his  hands  and  side, 

Rich  wounds,  yet  visible  above 
In  beauty  glorified. 

4  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  peace! 
Whose  power  a  scepter  sways, 

Prom  pole  to  pole,  that  wars  may  cease, 
Absorbed  in  prayer  and  praise. 

5  Crown  him,  the  Lord  of  years! 
The  Potentate  of  time; 

Creator  of  the  rolling  spheres, 
Ineffably  sublime! 

Matthew  Bridges,  1852. 

301  Luther.     S.  M. 

The  Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  (3601 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  every  heart,  and  every  tongue! 
To  praise  the  Savior's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love; 
Sing  of  his  rising  power; 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 
Ye  ransomed  sinners!  sing; 

Sing  on,  rejoicing,  every  day, 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

±  Soon  shall  ye  hear  him  say, 

wYe  blessed  children!  come;" 
Soon  will  he  call  you  hence  away, 

And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

William  Hammond,  1746, 
Altered  bv  Mariiu  Mad&n.  1760. 


LOVE   AND   PRAISE   TO   CHRIST.  211 

302  Greenwood.     S.   M. 

Li: ing  to  God.  (562) 

BLESS'D  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord! 
That  taught  us  this  sweet  way, 
Only  to  love  thee  for  thyself, 
And  for  that  love  obey. 

2  Oh,  thou,  our  soul's  chief  Hope! 
We  to  thy  mercy  fly; 

Where'er  we  are,  thou  canst  protect, 
Whatever  we  need,  supply. 

3  Whether  we  sleep  or  wake, 
To  thee  wre  both  resign; 

By  night  we  see,  as  well  as  day, 
If  thy  light  on  us  shine. 

4  Whether  we  live  or  die, 
Both  we  submit  to  thee; 

In  death  we  live,  as  well  as  life, 
If  thine  in  death  we  be. 

John  Auitin,  1668. 

303  Ariel.     C.  P.  M. 

Christ's  Character  Appreciated.  (622) 

OH,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh!  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 
Which  in  my  Savior  shine! 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings, 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt, 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine; 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect  heav'nly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 


212  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  knowrn. 

4  Well  —  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  he,  dear  Lord!  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face: 
There,  with  my  Savior,  brother,  friend, 
A  blessed  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

Samuel  Medlej,  1769. 


304  Federal  Street.     L.  M. 

Ashamed  of  Ale. 

JESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus!  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  awTay; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 


LOVE  AND  PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  213 

6  Till  then—  nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Savior  slain! 
And,  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me! 

Joseph  Grigg,  1765.     Ab.  and  alt, 

305  Federal  Street.     L.  M. 

All-Engrossing  Love.  (509) 

JESUS!  my  heart  within  me  burns, 
To  tell  thee  all  its  conscious  love; 
And  from  earth's  low  delight  it  turns, 
To  taste  a  joy  like  that  above. 

2  When  thou  to  me  dost  condescend, 
In  love  divine,  thou  blessed  One, 

The  moments  that  with  thee  I  spend, 
Seem  e'en  as  Heaven  itself  begun. 

3  Though  oft  these  lips  my  love  have  told, 
They  still  the  story  would  repeat; 

To  me  the  rapture  ne'er  grows  old, 
That  thrills  me,  bending  at  thy  feet. 

4  I  breathe  mv  words  into  thine  ear; 

•/  7 

I  seem  to  fix  mine  eves  on  thine; 

•/  7 

And  sure  that  thou  dost  wait  to  hear, 
1  dare  in  faith  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Reign  thou  sole  Sovereign  of  my  heart; 
My  all  I  yield  to  thy  control; 

Oh !  let  me  never  from  thee  part, 
Thou  best  Beloved  of  my  soul! 

Ray  Palmer,  1869. 

306  Federal  Street.     L.  M. 

The  Song  oj  Sorgs.  (603) 

COME,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs, 
With  hearts  and  voices  swell  che  strain; 
The  homage  which  to  Christ  belongs; — 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain!" 


214  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  Slain  to  redeem  us  by  his  blood, 
To  cleanse  from  every  sinful  stain, 

And  make  us  kings  and  priests  to  God: 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain! " 

3  To  him  who  suffered  on  the  tree, 
Our  souls,  at  his  soul's  price,  to  gain, 

Blessing,  and  praise,  and  glory  be!- 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain! ' 

i  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  from  on  high, 
Our  faith,  our  hope,  our  love  sustain, 

Living  to  sing,  and  dying  cry, — 
"Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain!' 

James  Montgomery.  1853. 

307  New  Haven.     6s  &  4s. 

Looking  to  Jesus.  (587) 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary; 
Savior  divine; 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
O,  let  mo,  from  this  day, 
Be  wholly  thine. 

'2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart; 

My  zeal  inspire; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh  i  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire! 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 
Be  thou  my  Guide; 


tOVE  ANT)    PRAISE  TO   CHRIST.  215 

Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 
From  thee  aside. 

I  When  ends  life's  transient  drean\ 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Savior!  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove; 
Oh!  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul! 

Ray  Palmer,  1830. 

308  New  Haven.     6s  &  4s, 

Jesus,  My  Lord.  (6S6) 

JESUS,  thy  name  I  love, 
All  other  names  above, 
Jesus,  my  Lord! 
Oh,  thou  art  all  to  me! 
Nothing  to  please  I  see, 
Nothing  apart  from  thee, 
Jesus,  my  Lord! 

2  When  unto  thee  I  flee, 
Thou  wilt  my  refuge  be, 

Jesus,  my  Lord! 
What  need  I  now  to  fear? 
What  earthly  grief  or  care, 
Since  thou  art  ever  near, 

Jesus,  my  Lord! 

3  Soon  thou  wilt  come  again! 
I  shall  be  happy  then, 

Jesus,  my  Lord! 
Then  thine  own  face  I'll  see, 
Then  1  shall  like  thee  be, 
Then  evermore  with  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord!  j.  G.  d**,  mi. 


216  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

309  Every  Day  and  Hour.     P.  M. 

Nearness  to  Christ, 

SAVIOR,  more  than  life  to  me, 
I  am  clinging,  clinging  close  to  thee; 
Let  thy  precious  blood  applied, 
Keep  me  ever,  ever  near  thy  side. 

Cho. — Every  day,  every  hour. 

Let  me  feel  thy  cleansing  power; 

May  thy  tender  love  to  me 

Bind  me  closer,  closer,  Lord,  to  thee, 

2  Thro'  this  changing  world  below, 
Lead  me  gently,  gently  as  I  go; 
Trusting  thee,  I  cannot  stray, 

1  can  never,  never  lose  my  way. 

3  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
Till  this  fleeting,  fleeting  life  is  o'er; 
Till  my  soul  is  lost  in  love, 

In  a  brighter,  brighter  world  above. 

Fanny  J.  Crosby. 

310  Bethany.     6s  &  4s. 

Love  to  Christ  Desired*  (684) 

MORE  love  to  thee,  O  Christ, 
More  love  to  thee! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  maka 

On  bended  knee: 
This  is  my  earnest  plea  — 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee! 
More  love  to  thee ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved — 
Sought  peace  and  rest; 

Now  thee  alone  I  seek; 
Give  what  is  best- 


LOVE  AND  TRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  217 

This  all  my  prayer  shall  be — 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee; 
More  love  to  thee ! 

3  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  thy  praise; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

M v  heart  shall  raise  — 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  thee! 

More  love  to  thee ! 

Mrs.  E.  P.  Prentisi.  1869. , 

311  Bethany.     6s  &  4s. 

Nearer  to  God.  (7«9) 

A]  E  ARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 
IN   Nearer  to  thee; 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me. 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee. 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer 
The  sun  gone  down, 

Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
\"et,  in  my  dreams,  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God !  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee, 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 
Steps  unto  heaven; 

.Ml  that  thou  send'st  to  me, 

In  mercy  given; 
Angels  to  beckon  me  , 

Nearer,  my  God!  to  thee,— 

Nearer  to  thee. 


218  THE  CHRISTIAN    L.1FE. 

£  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God!  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee. 

Mr«.  Serah  Plow«?r  Adam§,  1MV 

312  Hope.    6s  &  4s. 

Parting  with  the  Worlds  (682) 

IJADE,  fade,  each  earthly  joy, 

1  Jesus  is  mine: 
Break  ev'ry  mortal  tie; 

Jesus  is  mine. 
Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
Distant  the  resting-place; 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 

Jesus  is  mina 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away: 

Jesus  ie  mine: 
Here  would  I  ever  stay; 

Jesus  is  mine: 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day! 
Pass  from  my  heart  away,, 

Jesus  is  mine. 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night! 

Jesus  is  mine: 
Mine  is  a  dawning  bright, 

Jesus  is  mine' 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried, 
Left  but  a  dismal  void; 
Jesus  has  satisfied; 

Jesus  is  mine. 


LOVE  AND   PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  219 

4  Farewell,  mortality! 

Jesus  is  mine: 
Welcome,  eternity! 

Jesus  is  mine: 
Welcome,  ye  scenes  of  ropf! 
Welcome,  ye  mansions  blest! 
Welcome  a  Savior's  breast; 

Jesus  is  mine. 

Mrs,  HoratluB  Bontr,  1&4S. 


318  Hendon.     7s. 

Jesus  a  Joy. 

ASK  ye  what  great  thing  I  know 
That  delights  and  stirs  me  so? 
What  the  high  reward  I  win? 
Whose  the  name  I  glory  in? 
Jesus  Christ,  the  crucified. 

2  What  is  faith's  foundation  strong? 
What  awakes  my  lips  to  song? 

He  who  bore  my  sinful  load, 
Purchased  for  me  peace  with  God; 
Jesus  Christ,  the  crucified. 

3  Who  is  life  in  life  to  me? 
Who  the  death  of  death  will  be? 
Who  will  place  me  on  his  right 
With  the  countless  hosts  of  light? 

Jesus  Christ,  the  crucified. 

4  This  is  that  great  thing  I  know; 
This  delights  and  stirs  me  so; 
Faith  in  him  who  died  to  save, 
Him  who  triumphed  o'er  the  grave, 

Jesus  Christ,  the  crucified. 

Rer.  B.  H.  Kennedy,  M88. 


220  THE  CHRISTIAN  IJFE. 

314  Woodworth.     L.  M. 

Ecstasy  in  Christ,  (W4) 

OH,  that  I  could  forever  dwell 
Delighted  at  the  Savior's  feet, 
Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat. 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  mv  soul, 
And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss, 

Oh!  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment  to  compare  with  this? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize, 
A  life  of  penitential  love, 

When  most  my  follies  I  despise. 
And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above. 

1  When  all  I  am  I  clearly  see, 
And  freely  own  with  deepest  shame; 

When  the  Redeemer's  love  to  me 
Kindles  within  a  deathless  flame. 

5  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake; 
Then  rise  to  God  within  the  veil, 

And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 

Andrew  Reed,  1841. 

315  Revive  Us  Again,     ios  &  us. 

Praise  for  Salvation.  (529) 

WE  praise  thee,  O  God!  for  the  Son  of  thy 
love, 
For  Jesus  who  died,  and  is  now  gone  above. 

Cho, — Hallelujah!  thine  the  glory, 
Hallelujah!  Amen. 
Hallelujah!  th me  the  glory, 
Revive  us  again. 


/ 


LOVE  AND  PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  22l 

2  We  praise  thee,  O  God  I  for  thy  Spirit   of 

light, 
\\  ho  has  shown  us  our  Savior,  and  scattered 
our  night. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that  was 

slain, 
Who  has  borne  all  our  sins,  and  has  cleansed 
ev'ry  stain. 

4  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  God  of  all  grace, 
Who  has  bought  us,  and  sought  us,  and  guided 

our  ways. 

5  Revive  us  again;  fill  each  heart  with  thy 

love; 
May  each  soul  be  rekindled  with  fire    Troiii 
above. 

Win.  P.  Mackay,  1866. 


316        Revive  Us  Again,     ios  &  us. 

Rejoicing  in  Christ. 

REJOICE  and  be  glad*  the  Redeemer  has 
come: 
Oo  look  on  his  cradle,  his  cross  and  his  tomb. 

Cho. — Sound  his  praises,  tell  the  story, 
Of  him  who  was  slain, 
Sound  his  praises,  tell  with  gladness, 
He  liveth  again. 

i  Rejoice  and  be  glad:  for  the  blood  has  been 

shed; 
Redemption  is    finished,  the  price  has  been 

paid 


222  the  Christian  life. 

3  Rejoice  and  be  glad:  for  the  Lamb  tha<   was 

slain, 
O'er  death  is  triumphant,  and  liveth  again. 

4  Rejoice  and  be  glad:  for  our  King  is  on  big   ; 
lie  pleadeth  for  us  on  his  throne  in  the  sky. 

5  Rejoice  and  be  glad:  for  he  cometh  again — 
He  cometh  in  glory,  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

H.  Bouur,  1*74. 

317  Welcome  Voice.     S.  M. 

Going  on  to  Perfection. 

I  HEAR  thy  welcome  voice 
That  calls  me,  Lord,  to  thee 
For  cleansing  in  thy  precious  blood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

Cho. — I  am  coming,  Lord! 

Coming  now  to  thee! 
Wash  me,  cleanse  me,  in  the  blood 
That  flowed  on  Calvary. 

2  Tho'  coming  weak  and  vile, 
Thou  dost  my  strength  assure; 

Thou  dost  my  vileness  fullv  cleanse. 
Till  spotless  all  and  pure. 

3  'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on 
To  perfect  faith  and  love, 

To  perfect  hope,  and  peace,  and  trust, 
For  earth  and  heaven  above. 

4  'Tis  Jesus  who  confirms 
The  blessed  work  within, 

By  adding  grace  to  welcomed  grace, 
Where  reigned  the  power  of  sin. 


LOVE   AND   PRAISE   TO   CHRIST.  223 

5  And  he  the  witness  gives 

To  loyal  hearts  and  free, 
That  every  promise  is  fulfilled, 

If  faith  but  brings  the  plea. 

(J  All  hail,  atoning  blood! 

All  hail,  redeeming  grace! 
All  hail,  the  gift  of  Christ,  our  Lord, 

Our  strength  and  righteousness! 

Rev.  L.  Hartsoug'.i. 

318  Welcome  Voice.     S.   M. 

Christ  the  Guide  and  Counselor.  (G83) 

JESUS,  my  truth,  my  way, 
My  sure,  unerring  light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  wisdom  and  my  guide, 
My  counselor  thou  art; 

Oh,  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause; 
But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 

4  Oh, .make  me  all  like  thee, 
Before  I  hence  remove; 

Settle,  confirm,  and  'stablish  me 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

Charles  Wesltr. 

319  Loving  Kindness.     L.  M. 

Loving  Kindness.  (699) 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  free! 


224  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE- 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate 


His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  great! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes — 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose; 

He  safely  leads  my  soul  along — 
His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  — 
His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  good! 

S.  Medley,  lTa; 

320  Loving  Kindness.     L.  M. 

Love  Which  Passeth  Knowledge. 

OF  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  forever  think  and  sing; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given! 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven; 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  me  whole. 

3  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone, 

I  shed  my  tears,  and  make  my  moan! 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

4  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry; 

Ah!  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 
Ah,  who  that  loves  can  love  enough? 

Bernard  of  Clalrvaux, 
tr.  bj  A.  W.  Boetun,  1713. 


LOVE  AND   PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  22b 

321  The  Solid  Rock.     L.  M. 

The  Sure  Foundation* 

MY  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness; 

1  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name. 

Cho. — On  Christ,  the  Solid  Rock,  I  stand; 
A.11  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  veils  his  lovely  face, 
I  rest  on  his  unchanging  grace; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale, 
My  anchor  holds  within  the  vail. 

3  His  oath,  his  coveuant,  his  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  whelming  flood; 

When  all  around  my  soul  gives  way, 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay. 

4  When  he  shall  come  with  trumpet  sound. 
O,  may  I  then  in  him  be  found; 

Dressed  in  his  righteousness  alone, 
Faultless  to  stand  before  the  throne. 

Rev.  Edward  Matt   ie*». 

822     How  Can  I  but  Love  Him?  6«  &  $§. 
The  Exceeding  Love  of  Christ. 

SO  tender^  so  precious, 
My  Savior  to  me; 
So  true,  and  so  gracious, 
I've  found  him  to  be. 

Kef. — How  can  I  but  love  him? 

But  love  him,  but  love  him? 
There's  no  friend  above  him/ 
Poor  sinner,  for  thee. 

16 


226  THJH  CHRISTIAN   LIFlu 

2  So  patient,  so  kindly 
Toward  all  of  my  ways; 

1  blunder  so  blindly, 
He  love  still  repays. 

3  Of  all  friends  the  fairest 
And  truest  is  he; 

His  love  is  the  rarest, 
That  ever  can  be. 

4  His  beauty,  tho'  bleeding 
And  circled  with  thorns, 

Is  then  most  exceeding; 
For  grief  him  adorns. 

m.  E.  Raukin,  D.  D. 

323  My  Beloved,     us  &  8s. 

My  Beloved. 

OTHOU,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes 
delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide  resort  with 

thy  sheep, 
To  feed  in  the  pastures  of  love? 
And  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove? 

3  O,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 
Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 

Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 

He  speaks,  and  eternity,  till'd  with  hia  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

Joa.  SwfeiA.  lWBs 


LOVE  AND   PRAISE  TO  CHRIST.  227 

324  De  Fleury.     8s.  D 

The  Presence  of  Christ  Desired. 

HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  Mowers 

Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me: 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim; 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 

His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice: 
I  should,  were  he  always  so  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I; 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 
My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 

No  changes  of  season  or  place 
Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 

While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 

Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky; 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 


228  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

825  De  Fleury.     8s.  D 

Phil.  1:23.  (571) 

MY  Savior,  whom  absent  I  love, 
Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power, — 
Dissolve  thou  these  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee; 
Ah!  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free! 

2  When  that  happy  era  begins, 
When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 

Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 

The  bosom  on  which  I  recline, 
Oh!  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured! 
I  shall  meet  him,  whom  absent  I  loved, 

I  shall  see,  whom  unseen  I  adored. 

3  And  then,  nevermore  shall  the  tears, 
The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes, 

Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears, 

Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose; 
To  Jesus,  the  crowm  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 
Oh !  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 

And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne! 

W.  Cowpe: 

826  I  Need  Thee  Every  Hour.     P.  M. 

Need  of  Christ. 

1NEED  thee  ev'ry  hour, 
Most  gracious  Lord; 
No  tender  voice  like  thin© 
Can  peace  afford. 


LOVE  AND  PRAISE  TO   CHRIST, 

Cho. — I  need  thee,  oh,  I  need  thee, 
Ev'ry  hour  I  need  thee; 
Oh,  bless  me  now,  my  Savior 
1  come  to  thee. 


229 


2  I  need  thee  ev'ry  hour; 
Stay  thou  near  by; 

Temptations  Jose  their  power 
When  thou  art  nigh. 

3  I  need  thee  ev'ry  hour, 
In  joy  or  pain; 

Come  quickly  and  abide, 
Or  life  is  vain. 

4  I  need  thee  ev'ry  hour; 
Teach  me  thy  will; 

And  thy  neb  promises 
In  me  fulfill. 

5  1  need  thee  ev'ry  hour, 
Most  Holy  One; 

Oh,  make  me  thine  indeed, 
Tbov  blessed  Son. 


Annie  S   Hawks. 


327  De  Fleury.     8s.  D 

Altogether  Lovely. 

MY  gracious  Redeemer  1  love, 
His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim: 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 
To  gaze  ou  his  glories  divine 

Shall  by  my  eternal  employ; 
1o  see  tnem  incessantly  shine> 
My  boundless,  ineffable  ;.ov 


(bVto 


230  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  He  freelv  redeemed  with  his  blood 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  mv  God, 

And  in  his  sweefc  presence  to  dwell: — 
To  shine  with  the  angels  in  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing, 
To  view,  with  eternal  delight, 

My  Jesus,  my  Savior,  my  King! 

B.  Francis. 

328       The  Lily  of  the  Valley.     P.  M. 

The  Abiding  Friend. 

I  HAVE  found  a  friend  in  Jesus,  he's  every- 
thing to  me, 
He's  the  fairest  of  ten  thousand  to  my  soul; 
The  Lily  of  the  Valley,  in  him  alone  I  see 

All  I  need  to  cleanse  and  make  me  fully  whole. 
In   sorrow  he's  my  comfort,   in  trouble   he's 
my  stay, 
He  tells  me  ev'ry  care  on  him  to  roll. 
He's  the  Lily  of  the  Valley,  the  bright  and 
Morning  Star, 
He's  the  fairest  of  ten  thousand  to  my  soul. 

2  He  all  my  griefs  has  taken,  and  all  my  sor- 
rows borne; 
In  temptation  he's  my  strong  and  mighty 
tower; 
I  have  all  for  him  forsaken,  and  all  my  idols 
torn 
From  my  heart,  and  now  he  keeps  me  by  his 
power. 
Tho*  all  the  w^orld  forsake  me,  and  Satan  tempt 
me  sore, 
Thro   Jesus  I  shall  safely  reach  the  goal. 
He's  the  Lily  of  the  Valley,  the  bright  and 
Morning  Star, 
He  ts  the  fairest  of  ten  thousand  to  my  soul. 


IiOVE   AND    PRAISE   TO   CHRIST.  231 

3  He  will  never,  never  leave  me,  nor  yet  forsake 
me  here, 
While  I  live  by  faith  and  do  his  blessed  will; 
A  wall  of  tire  about  me,  I've  nothing  now  to 
fear, 
With  his  manna  he  my  hungry  soul  shall  fill. 
Then  sweeping  up  to  glory  to  see  his  blessed 
face, 
Where  rivers  of  delight  shall  ever  roll. 
He's  the  Lily  of  the  Valley,  the  bright  and 
Morning  Star, 
He's  the  fairest  of  ten  thousand  to  my  souL 

329  Glory  to  His  Name.     P.  M. 

Praise  to  Christ . 

DOWN  at  the  cross  where  my  Savior  died, 
Down  where  for  cleansing  from  sin  I  cried; 
There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied; 
Glory  to  his  name. 

Cho. — Glory  to  his  name, 
Glory  to  his  name, 

There  to  my  heart  was  the  blood  applied, 
Glory  to  his  name. 

2  I  am  so  wondrouslv  saved  from  sin, 
Jesus  so  sweetly  abides  within; 

There  at  the  cross  where  he  took  me  in; 
Glory  to  his  name. 

3  Oh,  precious  fountain  that  saves  from  sin, 
I  am  so  glad,  I  have  entered  in; 

There  Jesus  saves  me  and  keeps  me  clean; 
Glory  to  his  name. 

4  Come  to  this  fountain,  so  rich  and  sweet, 
Cast  thy  poor  soul  at  the  Savior's  feet; 

Plunge  in  to-day  and  be  made  complete; 
Glory  to  his  name.  Rev  k  a.  Hoffman. 


232  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

330  Balcrma.     C.  M. 

Lamenting  the  Absence  of  the  Spirit*        (525) 

OH,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God ! 
A  calm  and  heavenlv  frame! 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 
When  tirst  I  saw  the  Lord? 

Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed! 
How  sweet  their  memory  still! 

Sut  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  till. 

4  Return,  oh,  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

W.  Cowper  1772 

331  Balerma.     C.  M. 

A  Perfect  Heart.  (64=)) 

OH,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free — 
A  heart  that  alwavs  feels  thv  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me; — 


GRACES  AND  PRIVILEGES.  233 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  Oh,  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 
Believing,  true,  and  clean, 

Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within; — 

i  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 

A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart — 

Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

Charles  Wesley,  1742. 

332  Balerma.     C.  M. 

Triumphant  Grace.  (847) 

A  MAZING  grace!  how  sweet  the  sound, 
J\  That  saved  a  wretch  like  me! 

1  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 
And  grace  my  fears  relieved: 

How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares 
I  have  already  come; 

Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 


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234  THE  CHRISTIAN  UFR 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  ma, 
His  word  my  hope  secures; 

He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 


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333  Evan.    C.  M. 

The  Peace  of  God*  (TO 

E  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God 
Deep  as  the  soundless  sea, 
Which  falls  like  sunshine  on  the  road 
Of  those  who  trust  in  thee, 

2  That  peace  which  suffers  and  is  strong, 
Trusts  where  it  cannot  see, 

Deems  not  the  trial  way  too  long, 
But  leaves  the  end  with  thee; — 

3  That  peace  which  ficws  serene  and  deep, 
A  river  in  the  soul, 

Whose  banks  a  living  verdure  keep; 

God's  sunshine  o'er  the  whole. 

» 

4  Such,  Father!  give  our  hearts  such  peace, 
Whate'er  the  outward  be, 

Till  all  life's  discipline  shall  cease, 
And  we  go  home  to  thee. 

Anon.    1869. 

334  Varina.    C.  M.    D. 

The  Voice  of  Jesus.  (666) 

I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"Come  unto  me  and  rest; 
.Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 
Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 

2  I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad; 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 


GRACES  AND   PRIVILEGES.  235 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 

"  Behold!  I  freely  give 
The  living  water;  thirsty  one! 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live," 

i  I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

5  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  I  am  this  dark  world's  Light; 

Look  unto  me;  thy  morn  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 

6  I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found, 
In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun; 

And,  in  that  light  of  life,  I'll  walk 
Till  traveling  days  are  done. 

Horatius  Ronar,  1857. 

335  Dennis.     S.  M. 

The  Lord's  Guardianship.  (85") 

HOW  gentle  God's  commands! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  His  bounty  will  provide; 
His  saints  securely  dwell; 

That  hand  which  bears  creation  up, 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 
Press  down  your  weary  mind? 

Oh,  seek  your  heavenly  Father's  throne* 
And  peace  and  comfort  find. 


236  THE   CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day; 
PJ  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 

And  bear  a  song  awav. 

Philip  Doddridge,  1740. 

336  Dennis.     S.  M. 

Grace— Eph.  2:8.  (744) 

C^RACE!  'tis  a  charming  sound 
T  Harmonious  to  the  ear! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenlv  road; 

■r 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
AVhile  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone; 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

Philip  Doddrid&-;    ifSfti 

337  Dennis.     S.  M. 

Adoption. — I.  John  ?;  /-?.  (742) 

BEHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made; 
But  when  we  see  our  Savior  there, 

We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 


GRACES  AND   PRIVILEGES-  237 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure, 

May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father!  cry 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

Isaac  Watts,  1707. 

338  Nettleton.     8s  &  7s. 

Memorial  of  Praise.  (61*i ) 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fixed  upon  it, 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 

And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God, 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  Oh!  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be! 

Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee. 


238  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFi 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it; 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love- 


Here's  my  heart,  oh,  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

Robert  Robinton,  1758, 

339  Braden.     S.  M 

The  lord's  Pity.  (188) 

rFHE  pity  of  the  Lord, 
1   To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scattered  with  ev'ry  breath; 

His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flow'r; 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour 

4  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure; 

And  children's  children  ever  rind 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

Isaac  Watts.  1719. 

340  Refuge.     7s.  D 

The  Only  Refuge.  (632) 

JESUS,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Savior,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
O  receive  my  soul  at  last! 


GRACES   AND    PRIVILEGES  239 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee: 

Leave,  O,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me: 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing! 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find; 

Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 

Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

-    I  am  all  unrighteousness: 

False  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 
Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin: 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound: 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee: 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

Charles  Weiley,  1MI 


341  Pilot.     7S. 

Samnor)  Pilot  Me. 

TESUS,  Savior,  pilot  me, 
J   Over  life's  tempestuous  sea; 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rock  and  treach'rous  shoal; 
Chart  and  compass  comQ  £j?Q2£.  thee; 
Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me0 


240  THE  CHRISTIAN   LJFE, 

2  As  a  mother  stills  her  child, 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild; 
Boist'rous  waves  obey  thy  will, 
When  thou  say'st  to  them  "Be  still!" 
Wondrous  So v 'reign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me. 

3  When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
Twixt  me  and  the  peaceful  rest, 
Then,  while  leaning  on  thy  breast, 
May  I  hear  thee  say  to  me, 
"Fear  not,  I  will  pilot  thee!" 


Rev.  Edward  Hopper 


342  Fulton.     7S.  (677) 

SAVIOR!  teach  me,  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  child-like  heart  of  love, 
At  thy  bidding  may  I  move; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  thee, 
Loving  kim  who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  thy  grace; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  thee, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ — 
In  obedience  all  her  joy; 

Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  him  who  first  loved  me. 

MImJsmB. 


GRACES   AND    PRIVILEGES.  241 

343  Oriel.     L.   M. 

Contentment. — Phil.  4:  11.  (730) 

0LORD,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
Our  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent! 
Where'er  we  dwell,  we  dwell  with  thee, 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

'2  To  us  remains  nor  place  nor  time; 
Our  country  is  in  every  clime: 
We  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none; 

But  with  our  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  we  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot; 

But  regions  none  remote  we  call, 
Secure  of  finding  Gtfd  in  all. 

Mad  Gu you 

344  Newcomer.     L.  M. 

Completeness. — Col.  2:  10.  (7';o 

pOMPLETE  in  thee!  no  work  of  mine 
\j  May  take,  dear  Lord,  the  place  of  thine; 
Thy  blood  has  pardon  bought  for  me, 
And  I  am  now  complete  in  thee. 

2  Complete  in  thee — no  more  shall  sin 
Thy  grace  has  conquered,  reign  within; 
Thy  voice  will  Did  the  tempter  fiee, 
And  I  shall  stand  complete  in  thee. 

3  Complete  in  thee — each  want  supplied, 
And  no  good  thing  to  me  denied, 

Since  thou  my  portion,  Lord,  wilt  be, 
[  ask  pq  more — complete  in  thee, 

if 


242  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

4  Dear  Savior!  when  before  thy  bar 
All  tribes  and  tongues  assembled  are. 
Among  thy  chosen  may  I  be 
At  thy  right  hand — complete  in  thee. 

A.   R.    W  . 


345  Waring.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

Safe  in  Jesus.  (696) 

IN  heavenly  love  abiding, 
No  change  my  heart  shall  fear. 
And  safe  is  such  confiding, 

For  nothing  changes  here, 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid, 
But  God  is  round  about  me, — 
And  can  I  be  dismayed? 

2  Wherever  he  may  guide  me, 
No  wrant  shall  turn  me  back; 

My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack; 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh, 

His  sight  is  never  dim, 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me, 
Which  yet  I  have  not  seen; 

Brignt  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me, 
Where  darkest  clouds  have  been; 

My  hope  1  cannot  measure, 
My  path  to  life  is  free; 

My  Savior  has  my  treasure, 
And  he  will  walk  with  me. 

Anna  Letlda  WarUf  Xb60. 


GRACES  AND  PRIVILEGES.  343 

846  Waring.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

Light  After  Darkness, 

SOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
The  Christian  while  he  sings: 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  on  his  wings; 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 
To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new: 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

Wm.  Cowp«r 

347         Showers  of  Blessing.    P.  M. 

The  Promise  of  Blessing. 

"  'THERE  shall  be  showers  of  blessing; " 

1  This  is  the  promise  of  love; 
There  shall  be  seasons  refreshing, 

Sent  from  the  Savior  above. 

Cho. — Showers,  showers  of  blessing, 
Showers  of  blessing  we  need; 
Mercy-drops  round  us  are  falling, 
But  for  the  showers  we  plead. 


$  u  There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing; 

Precious  reviving  again; 
'*ver  the  hills  and  the  valleys, 

Sound  of  abundance  of  rain. 


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244  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

3  "There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing; " 
Send  them  upon  us,  O  .Lord! 

Grant  to  us  now  a  refreshing, 
Come,  and  now  honor  thy  Word. 

4  "  There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing;  " 
Oh,  that  to-day  they  might  fall, 

Now  as  to  God  we're  confessing, 
Now  as  on  Jesus  we  crll! 

D.  W.  Whittie. 

348    Oh,  Sing  of  His  Mighty  Love.  us. 

The  Mighty  Love.  (706) 

OH,  bliss  ol  the  purified!  bliss  of  the  free! 
I  plunge  in  the  crimson  tide  opened  for  me! 
O'er  sin  and  uncleanness  exulting  I  stand, 
And  point  to  the  print  of  the  nails  in  his  hand. 

Cho.— -Oh,  sing  of  his  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  his  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  his  mighty  love,  mighty  to  save. 

2  Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified!  Jesus  is  mine! 
No  longer  in  dread  condemnation  I  pine: 
In  conscious  salvation  I  sing  of  his  grace, 
Who  hfteth  upon  me  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

3  Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified!  bliss  of  the  pure! 
No  wound  hath  the  soul  that  his  blood  cannot 

cure; 
No  sorrow-bowed  head  but  may  sweetly  find 

rest; 
No  tears  but  may  dry  them  on  Jesus'  breast. 

4  Oh,  Jesus,  the  crucified!  thee  will  I  sing! 
My  blessed  Redeemer!  my  God  and  my  King; 
My  soul,  filled  with  rapture,  shall  shout  o'er 

the  grave, 
And  triumph  in  death  in  the  mighty  to  save. 

Rev.  F.  Bouoote- 


GRACES    AND    PRIVILEGES.  245 

349  As  Pants  the   Hart.     C.  M. 

Desire  for  Communion.  (660) 

AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  pants  my  soul,  O  Lord,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

Cho. — As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
So  pants  my  soul,  O  Lord,  for  thee; 
As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
So  pants  my  soul,  O  Lord,  for  thee. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 
My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine; 

Oh,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine? 

3  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 
When  thou,  O  Lord,  wast  nigh, 

When  ev'ry  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  blest  than  I. 

4  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul? 
Trust  God,  and  thou  shalt  sing 

His  praise  again,  and  find  him  still 
Thy  health's  eternal  spring. 

Henry  F.  Lyte,  1804. 

350  Hide  Thou  Me.     P.  M. 

Safe  in  Christ. 

IN  thy  cleft,  O  Rock  of  Ages, 
Hide  thou  me; 
When  the  fitful  tempest  rages, 

Hide  thou  me; 
Where  no  mortal  arm  can  sever 
Prom  my  heart  thy  love  forever, 
Hide  me,  O  thou  Rock  of  Ages, 
Safe  in  thee. 


246  THE  CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

2  From  the  snare  of  sinful  pleasure 

Hide  thou  me; 
Thou,  my  soul's  eternal  treasure, 

Hide  thou  me; 
When  the  world  its  power  is  wielding, 
And  my  heart  is  almost  yielding, 
Hide  me,  0  thou  Rock  of  Ages, 

Safe  in  thee. 

3  In  the  lonely  night  of  sorrow, 

Hide  thou  me; 
Till  in  glory  dawns  the  morrow, 

Hide  thou  me; 
In  the  sight  of  Jordan's  billow, 
Let  thy  bosom  be  my  pillow, 
Hide  me,  O  thou  Rock  of  Ages, 

Safe  in  thee.  Fannie  J.  Crosby. 

351  As  Pants  the  Hart.     C.  M. 

Godly  Sincerity.  — Eph .5:8.  ( 7  24  > 

WALK  in  the  light!  so  shalt  thou  know 
That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  find 
Thy  heart  made  truly  his, 

Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light!  and  ev'n  the  tomb 
No  fearful  shade  shall  wear; 

Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom. 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

4  Walk  in  the  light!  and  thou  shalt  see 
Thy  path,  though  thorny,  bright. 

For  God  by  grace  shall  dwell  in  thee, 

And  God  himself  is  light.  Bernard  Barton. 


GRACES  AND   PRIVILEGES.  247 

352  The  Child  of  a  King. 

Adoption, 

MY  Father  is  rich  in  houses  and  lands, 
He  holdeth  the  wealth  of  the  world  in  hie 
hands! 
Of  rubies  and  diamonds,  of  silver  and  gold, 
His  coffers  are  full,  he  has  riches  untold. 

Cho. — I'm  the  child  of  a  King, 
The  child  of  a  King, 
With  Jesus,  my  Savior, 
I'm  the  child  of  a  King. 

2  My  Father's  own  Son,  the  Savior  so  fair, 
Once  wandered  on  earth  human  sorrow  to  share: 
But  now  he  is  reigning  forever  on  high, 

He'll  give  us  a  home  in  the  sweet  by  and  by 

3  I  once  was  an  outcast  stranger  on  earth, 
A  sinner  by  choice  and  an  "alien"  by  birth! 
But  I've  been  "adopted,"  my  name's  written 

down: 
An  heir  to  a  mansion,  a  robe,  and  a  crown. 

4  A  tent  or  a  cottage,  why  should  I  care? 
They're  building  a  palace  for  me  over  there! 
Tho'  exiled  from  home,  yet  my  glad  heart  can 

sing: 
All  glory  to  God,  I'm  the  child  of  a  King. 

Hattie  E.  Buell.    Arr. 

353  Thou  Thinkest,  Lord,  of  Me.  8s  &  6s. 

Divine  Care. 

AMID  the  trials  which  I  meet, 
Amid  the  thorns  that  pierce  my  feet, 
One  thought  remains  supremely  sweet, 
Thou  thinkest,  Lord,  of  me! 


248  THE  CHRISTIAN  IAFTL 

Cho. — Thou  thinkest,  Lord,  of  me, 
Thou  thinkest,  Lord,  of  me, 
What  need  I  fear  when  thou  art  near. 
And  thinkest,  Lord,  of  me, 

i 

2  The  cares  of  life  come  thronging  faat 
Upon  my  soul  their  shadow  cast; 

Their  gloom  reminds  my  heart  at  last, 
Thou  thinkest,  Lord,  of  me! 

3  Let  shadows  come,  let  shadows  go, 
Let  life  be  bright  or  dark  with  woe, 

1  am  content,  for  this  I  know, 
Thou  thinkest,  Lord,  of  me! 

854  Thou  Thinkest,  Lord,  of  Me.  8s  &  6s. 

Plead  Jor  Me.  '«») 

OTHOU,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend, 
Who  loving,  lov'st  them  to  the  end, 
On  this  alone  my  hopes  depend 
That  thou  wilt  plead  for  me. 

Cho. — 0  Savior,  plead  for  me, 
O  Savior,  plead  for  me, 
On  this  alone  my  hopes  depend 
That  thou  wilt  plead  for  me. 

2  When  weary  in  the  Christian  race, 
Far  off  appears  my  resting  place, 
And,  fainting,  I  mistrust  thy  grace, 

Then,  Savior,  olead  for  me. 

3  When  I  have  erred  and  gone  astray, 
Afar  from  thine  and  wisdom's  way, 
And  see  no  glimmering,  guiding  ray, 

Still,  Savior,  plead  for  me. 


FAITH   AND  TRUST.  249 

4  When  Satan,  by  my  sins  made  bold, 
Strives  from  thy  cross  to  loose  my  hold, 
Then  with  thy  pitying  arms  enfold, 

And  plead,  oh,  plead  for  me! 

5  And  when  my  dying  hour  draws  near, 
Darkened  with  anguish,  guilt  and  fear, 
Then  to  my  fainting  sight  appear, 

Pleading  in  heaven  for  me. 

Charlotte  Elliott, 

355  Hamburg.     L.  M. 

Heb.  12:6.  (852) 

I  CANNOT  always  trace  the  way 
Where  thou,  Almighty  One,  dost  move; 
But  I  can  always,  always  say, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love. 

2  When  fear  her  chilling  mantle  flings 
O'er  earth,  my  soul  to  heaven  above, 

As  to  her  native  home,  upsprings, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 

3  When  mystery  clouds  my  darkened  path, 
I'll  check  my  dread,  my  doubts  reprove; 

In  this  my  soul  sweet  comfort  hath, 
That  God  is  love,  that  God  is  love 

4  Yes,  God  is  love; — a  thought  like  this 
Can  every  gloomy  thought  remove, 

And  turn  all  tears,  all  woes,  to  bliss, 
For  God  is  love,  for  God  is  love. 

Anon. 

356  Ward.     L.  M. 

Psalm  46.  (849) 

GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 
When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade. 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid 


250  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there; 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world; — 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God; 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode: — 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, — 
That  all  our  raging  fear  controls: 

Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

•    Isaac  Watts,  171& 

357  Sessions.     L.  M 

The  Offices  of  Faith. 

FAITH  is  a  living  pow'r  from  heaven 
Which  grasps  the  promise  God  has  given; 
Securely  fixed  on  Christ  alone, 
A  trust  that  cannot  be  o'erthrown. 

2  Faith  finds  in  Christ  whate'er  we  need 
To  save  and  strengthen,  guide  and  feed; 
Strong  in  his  grace,  it  joys  to  share 

His  cross,  in  hope  his  crown  to  wear. 

3  Faith  to  the  conscience  whispers  peace, 
And  bids  the  mourner's  sighing  cease; 
By  faith  the  children's  right  we  claim, 
And  call  upon  our  Father's  name. 

4  Such  faith  in  us,  O  God,  implant, 
And  to  our  prayers  thy  favor  grant; 
In  Jesus  Christ,  thy  saving  Son, 
Who  is  our  fount  of  health  alone. 


FAITH   AND  TRUST.  251 

858  Elliott.    8s  &  4s. 

Submission  to  Divine  Will. 

MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home,  in  life's  rougfc  way, 
Oh,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done!" 

1  If  thou  should'st  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize — it  ne'er  was  mine-  - 

1  only  yield  trhee  what  was  thine— 

"Thy  will  bedoDe!" 

3  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God!  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest— 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

4  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

5  Then,  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  pray'r,  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I'll  sing  upon  a  happier  shore, 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1834. 

359  Lisbon.     S.  M. 

The  Cross  and  Crown.  (858} 

OH!  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 
Is  earthly  shame  or  loss? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 
Bitter  the  cup  of  woe, 

When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  snared  below. 


252  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 
Boundless  their  joy  above, 

Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

4  Lord!  may  that  grace  be  ours, 
Like  them,  in  faith,  to  bear 

All  that  of  sorrow,  grief,  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here. 

Henry  W.  T.aker,  I*j2. 

360  Lisbon.     S.  M. 

God  Our  Shepherd.— P$.  23.  (859) 

THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is; 
I  shall  be  well  supplied: 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his; 
What  can  I  want  beside? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
Ajid  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot  yield  to  fear; 

Tho'  I  should  walk  thro*  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719. 

361  Lisbon.     S.  M. 

Psa  Im  37: 3-7*  (745) 

HERE  I  can  firmly  rest; 
I  dare  to  boast  of  this, 
That  God,  the  highest  and  the  best, 
My  Friend  and  Father  is. 


FAITH   AND   TRUST,  253 

2  Naught  have  I  of  my  own, 
Naught  in  the  life  I  lead; 

"What  Christ  hath  given,  that  alone 
I  dare  in  faith  to  plead. 

3  I  rest  upon  the  ground 
Of  Jesus  and  his  blood; 

It  is  through  him  that  I  have  found 
My  soul's  eternal  good. 

4  At  cost  of  all  I  have, 

At  cost  of  life  and  limb,   • 
I  cling  to  God  who  yet  shall  save; 
I  will  not  turn  from  him. 

5  His  Spirit  in  me  dwells, 
O'er  all  my  mind  he  reigns; 

My  care  and  sadness  he  dispels, 
And  soothes  away  my  pains. 

6  He  prospers  day  by  day 
His  work  within  my  heart, 

Till  I  have  strength  and  faith  to  say, 
Thou,  God,  my  Father  art! 

Paul  Gerhardt,  1650. 
Tr.  by  Miss  C.  Wiukwortu,  1855. 

362  Segur.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Through  the  Desert.  (807) 

GUIDE  me,  oh  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land; 

1  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand. 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  thy  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow, 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 


254  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  thro*; 

Strong  deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Foe  to  death  and  hell's  destruction, 

Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side* 
Songs  of  praises, 

I  will  ever  give  to  thee.       wiiiiam  wiiiiams,  m« 

368  Lisbon.     S.  M. 

Hope  Thou  in  God  •  (bCOj 

(^IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears; 
J  Hope,  and  be  undismayed; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  the  way; 

Wait  thou  his  time;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  What,  though  thou  rulest  not? 
Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell 

Proclaim, — God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

4  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 
To  choose  and  to  command; 

So  shalt  thou  wondering  own,  his  way 
How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand! 

Ger.,  Paul  Gerhardt,  1C66.    Tr.  John  Wesley.  17S9. 

364  Peterborough.     C.  M. 

Unwavering  Faith.  (71S) 

OH!  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  pressed  by  every  foe; 
That  will  not  tremble  oo  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe!— 


FAITH   AND   TRUST,  255 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain, 
Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God; — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  ana  clear 
When  tempests  rage  without; 

That,  when  in  danger,  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness,  feels  no  doubt; — 

4  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 
Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 

And,  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray, 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed! 

5  Lord!  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this; 
And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 

We'll  taste,  ev'i>  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

William  H.  Bathurat,  1831 

365  Naomi.     C.  M. 

Resignation.  (841) 

FATHER!  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
r  Thy  sovereign  hand  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise: — 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
Prom  every  murmur  free; 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  let  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 
My  path  of  life  attend; 

Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  bless  its  happy  end." 

Aaoe  Suck,  1W0. 


25e  THE   CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

366  Horton.    7s. 

Eternal  Faithfulness.  (Wl) 

CAST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Only  lean  upon  his  word; 
Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  eternal  faithfulness. 

2  He  sustains  thee  by  his  hand, 
He  enables  thee  to  stand; 

Those  whom  Jesus  once  hath  loved, 
From  his  grace  are  never  moved. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  may  pass  away, 
God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay; 

He  hath  promised  to  fulfill 
All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 

4  Jesus!  Guards  of  thy  flock, 
Be  thyself  our  constant  Rock; 

Make  us,  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Strong  as  Zion's  mountain  stand. 

Rowland  Hill   17M 

367  The  Lord  Will  Provide.     P.  M. 

Divine  Providence. 

IN  some  way  or  other 
The  Lord  will  provide; 
It  may  not  be  my  way, 
It  may  not  be  thy  way, 
And  yet  in  his  own  way, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

2  At  some  time  or  other 

The  Lord  will  provide; 
It  may  not  be  my  time, 
Tt  may  not  be  thy  time, 
And  yet  in  his  own  time, 

The  Lord  will  provide. 


FAITH  AND  TRUST.  257 

3  Despond  then  no  longer, 
The  Lord  will  provide; 

And  this  be  the  token — 
No  word  he  hath  spoken, 
Was  ever  yet  broken, 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  March  on,  then,  right  boldly 
The  sea  shall  divide; 

The  pathway  made  glorious 
With  shoutings  victorious, 
We'll  join  in  the  chorus, 

The  Lord  will  provide.  Mr3.  m.  a.  w.  cook. 

368  Consolation,     ns. 

Heb.  12:2.  (866) 

OH,  eyes  that  are  weary,  and  hearts  that  are 
sore! 
Look  off  unto  Jesus,  now  sorrow  no  more! 
The  light  of  his  countenance  shineth  so  bright, 
That  here,  as  in  heaven,  there  need  be  no  night. 

2  While  looking  to  Jesus,  my  heart  cannot  fear; 
I  tremble  no  more  when  1  see  Jesus  near; 

I  know  that  his  presence  my  safeguard  will  be, 
For, "  Why  are  you  troubled?  "  he  saith  unto  me. 

3  Still  looking  to  Jesus,  O,  may  I  be  found, 
When    Jordan's   dark  waters   encompass    me 

round! 
They  bear  me  away  in  his  presence  to  be; 
I  see  him  still  nearer  whom  always  I  see. 

4  Then,  then  shall  I  know  the  full  beauty  ana 

grace 
Of  Jesus,  my  Lord,  when  I  stand  face  to  face; 
Shall  know  how  his  love  went  before  me  each 

day, 
And  wonder  that  ever  my  eyes  turned  away. 

n 


2S8  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

869  Foundation,     us. 

Precious  Promise  ±.  (867) 

HOW    firm    a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word: 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  has  said^ 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled? 

2  Tn  every  condition — in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 

At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea — 
As  your  days   may  demand,   so  your  succor 
shall  be. 

-    m 

3  Fear  not:   I   am  with  you,   O  be   not   dis- 

maved; 
I,  I  am  your  God,  and  will  still  give  you  aid; 
I'll  strengthen  you,  help  you,  and  cause  you 

to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause  you 

to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  you  o'ertlow; 
For  I  will  be  with  you,  your  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  you  your  deepest  distress. 

5  When    through    fiery  trials    your  pathway 

shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  your  supply; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  you;  I  only  design 
Your  dross  to  consume,  and  your  gold  to  refine. 

6  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  sh  all  still  i  n  my  bosom  be  borne. 


FAITH  AND  TRUST.  259 

7  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 

1  will  not,  I  cannot  desert  to  his  foes;  [shake, 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake. 

Geo.  Keltu,  1787. 

370    Safe  in  the  Arms  of  Jesus.     P.  M 

Hid  with  Christ. 

CAFE  in  the  arms  of  Jesus, 
»J  Safe  on  his  gentle  breast, 
There  by  his  love  o'ershaded, 

Sweetly  my  soul  shall  rest. 
Hark!  'tis  the  voice  of  angels, 

Borne  in  a  song  to  me, 
Over  the  fields  of  glory, 

Over  the  jasper  sea. 

Cho. — Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus, 
Safe  on  his  gentle  breast, 
There  by  his  love  o'ershaded, 
Sweetly  my  soul  shall  rest. 

2  Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus, 
Safe  from  corroding  care, 

Safe  from  the  world's  temptations 

Sin  cannot  harm  me  there. 
Fre^  from  the  blight  of  sorrow, 

Free  from  my  doubts  and  fears; 
Only  a  few  more  trials, 

Only  a  few  more  tears! 

3  Jesus,  my  heart's  dear  refuge, 
Jesus  has  died  for  me; 

Firm  on  the  Rock  of  Ages 

Ever  my  trust  shall  be. 
Here  let  me  wait  with  patience, 

Wait  till  the  night  is  o'er; 
Wait  till  I  see  the  morning 

Break  on  the  golden  shore.         Fanny  j.  Crosby. 


200  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

371  He  Leadeth  Me.     L.   M. 

Divine  Guidance 

HE  leadeth  me !  oh !  blessed  tho't, 
Oh!  words  with  heav'nly  comfort  fraught; 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Rep. — He  leadeth  me!  he  leadeth  me! 
By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me: 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 
For  bv  his  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea — 

Still  'tis  his  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine 
Nor  ever  murmur  or  repine — 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When  by  thy  grace,  the  vict'ry's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  nee, 
Since  God  thro'  Jordan  leadeth  me.  • 

Rev.  Jos.  H.  Gilmore,  1861.    - 

372  Jewett.     6s.     D. 

Mark  14:36.  (864) 

MY  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt — 
O  may  thy  will  be  mine! 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign; 
Through  sorrow,  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 
My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done! 


FAITH   AND  TRUST.  %1 

2  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt — 
If  needy  here  and  poor, 

Give  me  thy  people's  bread, 

Their  portion  rich  and  sure; 
The  manna  of  thy  word, 

Let  my  soul  feed  upon, 
And,  if  all  else  should  fail, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done! 

3  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt — 
If  among  thorns  I  go, 

Still  sometimes  here  and  tberfe 

Let  a  few  roses  blow. 
But  thou,  on  earth,  along 

The  thorny  path  hast  gone: 
Then  lead  me  after  thee; 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done! 

Benjatuiu  bchmolke.     Tr.  by  Jane  BorihVick, 'idalt 

373     Trusting  in  the  Promise.     P.  M. 

The  Promise  Secure. 

I  HAVE  found  repose  for  my  weary  soul, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior; 
And  a  haibcr  Fafe>  when  the  billo^/s  roll, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior, 
I  will  fear  no  foe  in  the  deadlv  strife, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior; 
I  will  bear  my  lot  in  the  toil  of  life, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior. 

Ivef. — Resting  on  his  mighty  arm  forever. 
Never  from  his  loving  heart  to  sever, 
I  will  rest  by  grace  in  his  strong  emouc 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savic^. 

3l  1  will  sing  my  song  as  the  days  go  by, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior; 

And  rejoice  in  hope,  while  I  live  oi  die, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  or.  fcho  Savior. 


262  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

[  can  smile  at  grief  and  abide  in  pain, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior; 

A.nd  the  loss  of  all  shall  be  highest  gain, 
Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior. 

3  Oh,  the  peace  and  joy  of  the  life  I  live, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior; 
Oh,  the  strength  and  grace  only  God  can  give, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior. 
Whosoever  will  may  be  saved  to-day, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior; 
And  begin  to  walk  in  the  holy  way, 

Trusting  in  the  promise  of  the  Savior. 

Rev.  H.  B.  Hartzler 


374  Come,  Ye  Disconsolate,     us  cc  ios. 

Consolation  Offered.  (868) 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish; 
Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal! 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying,   - 
Hope  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure — 

Here  speaks  the    Comforter,   in   God's  name 
saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  boundless  in 

love; 
Come  to  the  feast  prepared,  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

Vs.  1,  2,  by  Thomas  Moore,  1816. 
Vs.  3  by  Thos.  Hastings. 


FAITH   AND  TRUST.  263 

375  Follow  On!     P.  M. 

Following  Christ. 

DOWN  in  the  valley  with  my  Savior  i  would  go, 
Where  the  flowers  are  blooming  and  the 
sweet  waters  flow; 
Ev'rywhere  he  leads  me  I  would  follow,  follow 

on, 
Walking  in  his  footsteps  till  the  crown  be  won. 

Ref. — Follow!  follow!  I  would  follow  Jesus! 

Anywhere,  everywhere  I  would  follow 
on! 
Follow!  follow!  I  would  follow  Jesus! 
Ev'rywhere  he  leads  me  I  will  follow 
on! 

2  Down  in  the  valley  with  my  Savior  I  would  go, 
Where  the  storms  are  sweeping  and  the  dark 

waters  flow; 
With  his  hand  to  lead  me  I  will  never,  never 

fear, 
Dangers  cannot  frighten  me  if  my  Lord  is  near. 

3  Down  in  the  valley,  or  upon  the  mountain 

steep, 
Close  beside  my  Savior  would  my  soul  ever 

keep; 
He  will  lead  me  safely,  in  the  path  that  he  has 

trod, 
Up  to  where  they  gather  on  the  hills  of  God. 

W.  0-  Cashing. 

376  Trusting  Jesus.     7s. 

Undoubting    Trust. 

CIMPLY  trusting  ev'ry  day,  ' 
0  Trusting  thro'  a  stormy  way; 
Even  when  my  faith  is  sm&H 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 


264  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Cho. — Trusting  as  the  moments  fly, 
Trusting  as  the  days  go  by; 
Trusting  him  whate'er  befall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

2  Brightly  doth  his  Spirit  shine 
Into  this  poor  heart  of  mine; 
While  he  leads  I  cannot  fall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

3  Singing  if  my  way  is  clear; 
Praying  if  the  path  is  drear; 
If  in  danger  for  him  call; 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

4  Trusting  him  while  life  shall  iast, 
Trusting  him  till  earth  is  past; 
Till  within  the  jasper  wall, 
Trusting  Jesus,  that  is  all. 

377  A  Shelter  in  the  Time  of 

Storm.     L.  M. 
Divine  Refuge. 

THE  Lord's  our  Rock,  in  him  we  hide. 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm; 
Secure  whatever  ill  betide, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm. 

Cho. — Oh,  Jesus  is  a  Rock  in  a  weary  lai*A. 
A  weary  land,  a  weary  land. 
Oh,  Jesus  is  a  Rock  in  a  weary  la^l, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm. 

2  A  shade  by  day,  defense  by  night, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm; 

No  foes  alarm,  no  fears  affright, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm. 


FAITH  AND  TRUST.  265 

3  The  raging  storms  may  round  us  beat, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm; 

We'll  never  leave  our  safe  retreat, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm. 

4  O  Rock  divine,  0  Refuge  dear, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm; 

Be  thou  our  helper,  ever  near, 
A  shelter  in  the  time  of  storm. 

Anon,  Arranged. 

378  Under  His  Wings.     8s. 

Psalm  gr. 

IN  God  I  have  found  a  retreat, 
Where  I  can  securely  abide; 
No  refuge  nor  rest  so  complete; 
And  here  I  intend  to  reside. 

Cho. — Oh,  what  comfort  it  brings, 
As  my  soul  sweetly  sings, 
1  am  safe  from  all  danger 
While  under  his  wings. 

2  I  dread  not  the  terror  by  night, 
No  arrow  can  harm  me  by  day; 

His  shadow  has  covered  me  quite, 
My  fears  he  has  driven  away. 

3  The  pestilence  walking  about, 
When  darkness  has  settled  abroad. 

Can  never  compel  me  to  doubt 
The  presence  and  power  of  God. 

4  The  wasting  destruction  at  noon 
No  fearful  foreboding  can  bring; 

With  Jesus  my  soul  doth  commune, 
His  perfect  salvation  I  sing. 


266  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

5  A  thousand  may  fall  at  my  side, 
And  ten  thousand  at  my  right  hand; 

Above  me  his  wings  are  spread  wide, 
Beneath  them  in  safety  I  stand. 

James  Nieholson. 

379  He  Knows  It  All.     8s  &  4s. 

Divine  Sympathy. 

HE  knows  the  bitter,  weary  way, 
The  endless  striving  day  by  day, 
The  souls  that  weep,  the  souls  that  pray— 
He  knows  it  all.    ' 

Ref. — He  knows  it  all, 

The  bitfer,  wreary  way; 
O  souls  that  weep,  O  souls  that  pray, 
He  knows  it  all. 

2  He  knows  how  hard  the  fight  has  been, 
The  clouds  that  come  our  lives  between, 
The  wounds  the  world  has  never  seen— 

He  knows  it  all. 

3  He  knows,  when,  faint  and  worn,  we  sink, 
How  deep  the  pain,  how  near  the  brink 

Of  dark  despair  we  pause  and  shrink — 
He  knows  it  all. 

4  He  knows!  oh,  thought  so  full  of  bliss! 
For  though  on  earth  our  joys  we  miss. 
We  still  can  bear  it,  feeling  this — 

He  knOWS  it  all.  Unknown. 

380  Cast  Thy  Burden  on  the  Lord. 

CAST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  sustain  thee,  and  strengthen 
thee,  and  comfort  thee; 
He  will  sustain  thee,  and  comfort  thee; 
He  wTill  sustain  thee,  he  will  comfort  thee; 
Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord' 


AFFLICTION  267 

381  Lux  Benigna.     ios  &  4s. 

Lead  Thou  Me  On. 

LEAD,    kindly    Light,    amid    th'    encircling 
gloom, 
Lead  thou  me  on, 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  thou  me  on; 
Keep  thou  my  feet;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path,  but  now 

Lead  thou  me  on; 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will.  Remember  not  past  years 

3  So  long  thy  pow'r  has  blessed  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on; 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone; 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  awhile 

Cardinal  J.  H.  Newman 

3*32  Joy  Cometh  in  the  Morning.     P.  M. 

Joy  After  Weeping. 

OH,  weary  pilgrim,  lift  your  head, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning; 
For  God,  in  his  own  Word,  hath  said 
That  joy  cometh  in  the  morning 

Cho. — Joy  cometh  in  the  morning, 
Joy  cometh  in  the  morning; 
Weeping  may  endure  for  a  night, 
But  joy  cometh  in  the  morning. 


268  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  Y©  trembling  saints,  dismiss  your  fea»s, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning; 

Oh,  weeping  mourner,  dry  your  tears, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning. 

3  Let  ev'ry  burdened  soul  look  up, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning; 

And  ev'ry  trembling  sinner  hope, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning. 

4  Our  God  shall  wipe  all  tears  away, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning; 

Sorrow  and  sighing  flee  away, 
For  joy  cometh  in  the  morning. 

M.  M.  WeinlanA 

383  Landis.     S.  M. 

God's  Tenderness  in  Our  Grief.  (883) 

HOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 
Oh,  thou  beloved  Lord! 
Afflictions  come  at  thv  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thv  word. 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 
That  chastened  us  for  sin! 

How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God, 
Where  deep  distress  had  been! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 
A  Father's  heart  Ave  knew; 

With  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  We  told  him  all  our  grief, 
We  thought  of  Jesus'  love; 

A  sense  of  pardon  brought  relief, 
And  bade  our  pains  remove. 

oshls  Halting*. 


PRAYER.  269 

384  Retreat.     L.  M. 

The  Mercy-Seat.  (787) 

FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; — 
'Tie  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, — 

A  j>lace,  than  all  besides,  more  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  spot  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle's  wings  we  soar, 
And  time,  and  sense  seem  all  no  more; 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat! 

5  Oh!  may  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  mercy-seat! 

Hugh  Stowell,  W»T. 

385  Retreat.     L.  M. 

Design  of  Prayer.  (7U6) 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give: 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray; 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict  or  wrongs  oppress; 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay; 
If  guilt  deject;  if  sin  distress; 

In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 


270  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFS 

3  Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 
Tho'  thought  be  broken,  language  lame, 

Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak, 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  him,  thou  canst  not  fail; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known; 

Fear  not,  his  merits  must  prevail, 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 

Joseph  Hart.    D.  1768 

386  Retreat.     L.  M. 

Psalm  104:34.  794) 

MY  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 
From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  stai; 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet, 
The  calm  and  holy  hour  of  prayer? 

2  Blest  is  the  tranquil  break  of  morn, 
And  blest  the  hush  of  solemn  eve, 

When  on  the  wings  of  prayer  up-borne, 
This  fair,  but  transient,  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed; 
Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven; 

Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude, 
With  clear  and  beauteous  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief, 
There  for  my  every  want  I  find; 

What  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief, 
What  deep  and  cheerful  peace  of  mind. 

5  Lord,  till  I  reach  the  blissful  shore, 
No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be, 

As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
\y  *«i'fchful,  filial  prayer  to  thee! 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1854. 


PRAYER.  271 

387  Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer.    L.  M.    D. 

Blessedness  of  Prayer.  (790) 

SWEET  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known: 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief; 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless. 
And  since  he  bids  he  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  ev'ry  care 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 
May  I  thy  consolation  share, 

Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 
I  view  my  home  and  take  my  flight: 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize; 
And  shout,  while  passing  thro'  the  air, 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

Rey.  W.  W.  Walford,  1846. 

388  Brown.     C.  M. 

Secret  Prayer.  (775) 

I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  ev'ry  cumb'ring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 


272  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIPS. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
The  penitential  tear, 

And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 
And  future  good  implore, 

And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 
Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven; 

The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 
May  its  departing  ray 

Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day! 

Mrs.  Phoebe  H.  Brown,  182& 

389  Brown.     C.  M. 

Graces  Sought  in  Prayer.  (786) 

LORD !  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
With  reverence  and  with  fear; 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 
With  broken,  contrite  hearts, 

Give,  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see, 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts; 

3  Patience,  to  wratch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 
Though  mercy  long  delay; 

Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee  though  thou  slay. 


PRAYER.  273 

4  Giv*  these,  and  then — thy  will  be  done — 
Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 

We  by  the  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

James  Montgomery,  1619. 

390  Brown.     C.  M. 

Mark  ij:  33.  (784) 

*THE  Savior  bids  thee  watch  and  pray 

1  Through  life's  momentous  hour; 
And  grants  the  Spirit's  quickening  ray 

To  those  who  seek  his  power. 

2  The  Savior  bids  thee  watch  and  pray, 
Maintain  a  warrior's  strife; 

Oh,  Christian!  hear  his  voice  to-day; 
Obedience  is  thy  life. 

3  The  Savior  bids  thee  watch  and  pray, 
For  soon  the  hour  will  come 

That  calis  thee  from  the  earth  away 
To  thy  eternal  home. 

4  The  Savior  bids  thee  watch  and  pray 
Oh,  hearken  to  his  voice, 

And  follow  where  he  leads  the  way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 

T,  Baatingi. 

391  Devizes.     C.  M. 

Prayer.  (781) 

PRAYKR  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Uttened  or  unexpressed; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  tire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  tr  lling  of  a  tear, 

The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
Wher>  none  but  God  is  near. 
a 


274  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech, 
That  infant  lips  can  try; 

Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air: 

His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Oh,  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, — 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way! 

The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod; 
Lord!  teach  us  how  to  pray 

James  Montgomery,  1819. 

392  Marlow.     C.  M. 

A    Throng  of  Grace.     *  (77fft 

\  THRONE  or  grace!  then  let  us  go 
-  i.  And  offer  up  our  prayer; 
A  gracious  God  will  mercy  show 
To  all  that  worship  there. 

2  A  throne  of  grace!  oh,  at  that  throne 
Our  knees  have  often  bent, 

And  God  has  showered  his  blessings  down 
As  often  as  we  went. 

3  A  throne  of  grace!  rejoice,  ye  saints! 
That  throne  is  open  still; 

To  God  unbosom  your  complaints, 
And  then  inquire  his  will. 

Cor  bin. 

393  Notting  Hill.     C.  M. 

Communion  in  Prayer.  (777) 

TALK  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
v  While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 


PRAYER.  275 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 
All  time,  and  toil,  and  care: 

Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God!  art  here. 

3  Here,  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 
And  bid  my  heart  rejoice: 

My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face — 
'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek; 

T*  attend  the  whisperings  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  only  speak. 

Charles  Wesley,  1740. 

394  Aletta.     7S. 

At  the  Throne.  80$ 

COME,  my  soul!  thy  suit  prepare; 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
H©  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  Lord !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

JoLu  Newton,  1779. 


276  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

395  What  a   Friend  We   Have  id 

Jesus.     8s  &  7s       D 

The  Privilege  of  Prayer. 

WHAT  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 
All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear; 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer! 
C)  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

O  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 
All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Ev'ry  thing  to  God  in  prayer! 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations? 
Is  there  trouble  anywhere? 

We  should  never  be  discouraged, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Can  we  rind  a  friend  so  faithful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share?  v 
Jesus  knows  our  ev'ry  weakness, 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer) 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 
Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care? — 

Precious  Savior,  still  our  refuge, — 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee9 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer; 
In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  tbe*\ 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

."akaowQ. 

396  The  Lord's  Prayer. 

Chant. 

OUR  Father  who  art  in  heav^u  [  Hallowed  | 
be  thy  |  name,|| 
Thy  kingdom  nome;  thy  will  be  done  in  J  3arth, 
as  it  ]  lis  in  |  heav3ti, 


PRAYER.  277 


2  Give  us  this  |  day  our  |  daily  \> bread,! 
And  forgive  us  our  debts,  as  |  we  for-  |  give 

our  |  debtors. 

3  Lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  de-  |  liver 

us  from  |  evil; || 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and 
the  glory,  for  j  ever.  |  A-  |  men. 

397  Thatcher.     S.  M. 

/.   Tim.  2:8.  (1168) 

COME  at  the  morning  hour, 
Come,  let  us  kneel  and  pray; 
Pray'r  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  sta(T 
To  walk  with  God  all  day. 

2  At  noon  beneath  the  Rock 
Of  Ages,  rest  and  pray; 

Sweet  ic  that  shelter  from  the  sun 
In  weary  heat  of  day. 

3  At  evening,  in  thy  home, 
Around  its  altai,  pray; 

And  rinding  there  the  house  of  God, 
With  heaven  then  close  the  day. 

4  When  midnight  veils  our  eyes, 
Oh,  it  is  sweet  to  say, 

J  sleep,  but  my  heart  waketh,  Lord! 
With  thee  to  watch  and  pray. 

Anon. 

398  Capello.     S.  M. 

The  Throne  of  Grace.  (801) 

BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace! 
The  promise  calls  me  near; 
There  Jesu*  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 


278  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 
Which  sprinkled  round  I  see, 

Provides,  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  My  soul!  ask  what  thou  wilt; 
Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold; 

Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold? 

4  Thine,  image,  Lord!  bestow, 
Thy  presence  and  thy  love; 

1  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith; 
Conform  my  will  to  thine; 

Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

John  Newton,  1779. 

399       Tell  It  to  Jesus  Alone.     P.  M. 
The  Sympathizing  Friend. 

ARE  you  weary,  are  you  heavy-hearted? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus. 
Are  you  grieving  over  joys  departed? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

Cho. — Tell  it  to  Jesus,  tell  it  to  Jesus, 

He  is  a  Friend  that's  well  known; 
You   have  no  other  such   a   friend  or 
brother! 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

2  Do  the  tears  fljow  down  your  cheeks    un- 

bidden? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus. 
Have  you  sins  that  to  man's  eye  are  hidden? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 


CHRISTIAN   ACTIVITY.  279 

3  Do  you  fear  the  gathering  clouds  of  sorrow? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus. 

Are  you  anxious  what  shall  be  to-morrow? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

4  Are  you  troubled  at  the  tho't  of  dying? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus. 

For  Christ's  coming  kingdom  are  you  sighing? 
Tell  it  to  Jesus  alone. 

J,  E.  Rankin,  D.  D. 

400  Maitland.     C.  M. 

The  Cross  and  the  Crown.  (835) 

MUST  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 
And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No,  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above, 
Who  once  went  mourning  her©! 

But  now  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 

3  This  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 

And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

4  Upon  the  crystal  pavement,  down 
At  Jesus'  pierced  feet, 

Joyful,  I'll  cast  my  golden  crown, 
And  his  dear  name  repeat. 

5  And  palms  shall  wave,  and  harps  shall  ring 
Beneath  heaven's  arches  high; 

The  Lord,  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing, 
That  lives  no  more  to  die. 


280  THF,  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

6  Oh!  precious  cross!  oh!  glorious  crown! 

Oh!  resurrection  day! 
Ye  angels!  from  the  skies  come  clown, 

And  bear  my  soul  away. 

V.  1.  Thomas  Shepherd,  1692.     Y«.  2-3,  O.  X.  Altai,  18*»,  a. 

401  Maitland.     C.  M. 

The  Christian  Race.  (783) 

AWAKE,  my  soul — stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
A  bright,  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 
That  calls  thee  from  on  high: 

'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around, 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey: 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

4  Blest  Savior,  introduced  by  thee 
Have  we  our  race  begun; 

And,  crowned  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 
We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 

P.  Doddridge,  1740. 

402  Maitland.     C.  M. 

Christian  Charity.  (809) 

BLEST  is  the  man,  whose  softening  neart 
Feels  all  another's  pain; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain; — 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel, 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 

He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 


CHRISTIAN    ACTIVITY.  281 

3  He  Fpr-wids  his  kind  supporting  arms 
To  every  child  of  grief ; 

His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love, 
His  feet  are  never  slow; 

He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

Mrs.  Anna  L.  Barbauld:  1772. 

403  Boylston.     S.  M. 

77/,?  Christian's  Life-Work.  (798) 

A    CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
jTjl  A  God  to  glorify; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  lit  it  for  the  skv:— 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 
My  calling  to  fulfill, — 

Oh!  may  it  all  my  powers  engage — 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 

And,  oh,  thy  servant,  Lord!  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely; 

Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

Charles  Weiley,  1782. 

404  Boylston.     S.  M. 

Sowing  and  Reaping.  (1014} 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed; 
Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 


282  THE   CHRISTIAN    Ll^K. 

* 

2  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 

And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

t 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain; 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain, 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

4  Thence,  when  the  glorious  end, 
The  day  of  God,  shall  come, 

The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  cry  "Harvest- home !v 

James  Montgomery,  1825. 

405  Boylston.     S.  M. 

Doing  Good.  (821) 

WE  give  thee  but  thine  own, 
Whate'er  the  gift  may  be: 
All  that  we  have  is  thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord!  from  thee. 

2  O,  hearts  are  bruised  and  dead, 
And  homes  are  bare  and  cold, 

And  lambs,  for  whom  the  Shepherd  bled, 
Are  straying  from  the  fold. 

3  To  comfort  and  to  bless, 
To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 

To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless 
Is  angels'  work  below. 

4  The  captive  to  release, 
To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 

To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 


CHRISTIAN  ACTIVITY.  283 

5  And  we  believe  thy  word, 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be: 
"Whate'er  for  thine  we  do,  O  Lord, 

We  do  it  unto  thee. 

William  Walsham  How,  1854. 

406  Triumph.     L.  M. 

The  Useful  Life.  (818) 

GO,  labor  on;  spend,  and  be  spent, — 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went; 
Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 

2  Go,  labor  on;  'tis  not  for  naught; 
Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not, 
The  Master  praises; — what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labor  on;  enough,  while  here, 
If  he  shall  praise  thee,  if  he  deign 
Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer, 
No  toil  for  him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice; 
For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home; 

Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal,  —  "Behold!  I  come!' 

Horatius  Bonnr,  1857. 

407  Just  As  I  am.     L.  M. 

Consistency. —  Titus  2:  10-13.  (737) 

SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Savior  God; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 


181  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

3  "Religion  bears  our  spirits  up. 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Isaac  Watts,  1709. 

408  Essex.     8s  &  7s. 

The  Responsibilities  of  the  Age. 

AVE  are  living,  we  are  dwelling, 
>  V    In  a  grand  and  awful  time, 
In  an  age  on  ages  telling; 
To  be  living  is  sublime. 

2  Hark  the  onset!  will  ye  fold  your 
Faith-clad  arms  in  lazy  lock? 

Up!  O  up!  thou  drowsy  soldier; 
Worlds  are  charging  to  the  shock. 

3  Worlds  are  charging,  heav'n  beholding; 
Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  tight; 

Xow,  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding, 
On!  right  onward  for  the  right. 

4  On!  let  all  the  soul  within  you 
For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad; 

Strike!  let  ev'ry  nerve  and  sinew 
Tell  on  ages — tell  for  God. 

Bp.  ArthuKClereland  Coxe,  1840. 

409  Triumph.      L.  M. 

Zeal. —John  p.y.  (1009) 

C^O,  labor  on,  wThile  it  is  day; 
X  The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening  on: 
Speed,  speed  thy  work, — cast  sloth  awray! 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

2  Men  die  in  darkness  at  your  side, 
Without  a  hope  to  cheer  the  tomb; 

Take  up  the  torch  and  wave  it  wide — 
The  torch  that  lights  time's  thickest  gloom. 


CHRISTIAN    ACTIVITY.  285 

3  Toil  on,  faint  not; — keep  watch  and  pray! 
Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win; 

Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway; 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

4  Go,  labor  on;  your  hands  are  weak; 

Your  knees  are  faint,  your  soul  cast  down; 
Yet  falter  not;  the  prize  you  seek 
Is  near, — a  kingdom  and  a  crown ! 

H.  Bonar,  1857. 

410  Triumph.     L.  M. 

Psalm  41.  (819) 

BLEST  is  the  man  whose  heart  doth  move, 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor; 
Whose  soul,  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-saints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives,  for  their  relief, 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do; 

He,  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  pity  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 

When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven, 

Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven. 

Isaac  Watts,  1719. 

411  Rescue  the  Perishing.     P.  M. 

Seeking  the  Lost. 

RESCUE  the  perishing, 
Care  for  the  dying, 
Snatch  them  in  pity  from  sin  and  the  grave; 


296  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIPK. 

Weep  o'er  the  erring  one. 
Lift  up  the  fallen, 
Tell  them  of  Jesus,  the  mighty  to  save. 

Cho. — Rescue  the  perishing, 
Care  for  the  dying; 
Jesus  is  merciful, 
Jesus  will  save. 

2  Tho'  they  are  slighting  him, 
Still  he  is  waiting, 

"Waiting  the  penitent  child  to  receive. 
Plead  with  them  earnestlv, 
Plead  with  them  gently, 

He  will  forgive  if  they  only  believe. 

3  Down  in  the  human  heart, 
Crushed  by  the  tempter, 

Feelings  lie  buried  which  grace  can  restore. 
Touched  by  a  loving  heart, 
Wakened  by  kindness, 

Cords  that  were  broken  will  vibrate  once 
more. 

4  Rescue  the  perishing, 
Duty  demands  it; 

Strength  for  thy  labor  the  Lord  will  provide. 
Back  to  the  narrow  way 
Patiently  win  them; 

Tell  the  poor  wand'rer  a  Savior  has  died. 

Fanuj  J.  Crosby 

412  While  the  Days  Are  Going  By.  P.  M. 

Daily  Opportunity. 

THERE  are  lonely  hearts  to  cherish, 
While  the  days  are  going  by; 
There  are  weary  souls  who  perish, 
While  the  days  are  going  by; 


CHRISTIAN   ACTIVITY. 

If  a  smile  we  can  renew, 
As  our  journey  we  pursue, 
Oh,  the  good  we  all  may  do, 
While  the  days  are  going  by. 

Rep. — Going  by,  going  by, 
Going  by,  going  by, 
Oh,  the  good  we  all  may  do, 
While  the  days  are  going  by. 

2  There's  no  time  for  idle  scorning, 
While  the  days  are  going  by; 

Let  your  face  be  like  the  morning, 

While  the  days  are  going  by; 
Oh,  the  world  is  full  of  sighs, 
Full  of  sad  and  weeping  eyes; 
Help  your  fallen  brother  rise, 

While  the  days  are  going  by. 

3  All  the  loving  links  that  bind  us, 
While  the  days  are  going  by; 

One  .by  one  we  leave  behind  us, 

While  the  days  are  going  by; 
But  the  seeds  of  good  we  sow 
Both  in  shade  and  shiae  will  grow, 
And  will  keep  our  hearts  aglow, 

While  the  days  are  going  by. 

George  Cooper. 


413      I  Want  to  Be  a  Worker.    P.  M. 

Delight  in  God's  Work. 

I  WANT  to  be  a  worker  for  the  Lord, 
I  want  to  love  and  trust  his  holy  word; 
I  want  to  sing  and  pray,  and  be  busy  ev'ry  day 
In  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord. 


288  MIE  CHRWJTTA*  I-It-X. 

Cho. — I  wiL  w  ork,  I  will  pray, 

In  the  vineyard,  in  the  vineyard  of  the 

Lord; 
I  will  work,  I  will  pray,  I  will  labor 

ev'ry  day 
In  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord. 

2  I  want  to  be  a  worker  ev'ry  day, 

I  want  to  lead  the  erring  in  the  way 
That  leads  to  heav'n  above,  where  all  is  peace 
and  love, 
In  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord, 

3  I  want  to  be  a  worker  strong  and  brave, 
I  want  to  trust  in  Jesus'  power  to  save; 

All   who  will  truly  come,  shall  find  a  happy 
home 
In  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord. 

i  I  want  to  be  a  worker;  help  me,  Lord, 
To  lead  the  lost  and  erring  to  thy  word 

That  points  to  joys  on  high,  where  pleasuras 
never  die, 
In  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord. 

Isaiah  BaltMU. 

414  Seeds  of  Promise.     C.  M. 

Seedtime  and  Harvest. 

OH,  scatter  seeds  of  loving  deeds, 
Along  the  fertile  field, 
For  grain  wfll  grow  from  what  you  sow, 
And  fruitful  harvest  yield. 

Cho- — Then  day  by  day  along  your  way, 
The  seeds  of  promise  cast, 
That  ripened  grain  from  hill  and  plain* 
Be  gathered  home  at  last. 


CHRISTIAN   ACTIVITY.  289 

2  Tho*  sown  in  tears  the  weary  years, 
The  seed  will  surely  live; 

Tho'  great  the  cost  it  is  not  lost, 
For  God  will  fruitage  give. 

3  The  harvest  home  of  God  will  come; 
And  after  toil  and  care, 

With  joy  untold  your  sheaves  of  gold 
Will  all  be  garnered  there. 

JessU  H.  Brown. 

415     We're  Marching  to  Zion.     S.  M. 

The  Christian  Journey. 

COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known, 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

Cho. — We're  marching  to  Zion, 
Beautiful,  beautiful  Zion, 
We're  marching  upward  to  Zion, 
The  beautiful  city  of  God. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 
Who  never  knew  our  God; 

But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

1  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

IflMttW*ta.MK. 
IS 


290  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

416  Work,  for  the  Night  is 

Coming.     P.  M. 
Work   While  it  is  Day. 

WORK,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  thro'  the  morning  hours; 
Work  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun; 

Work/for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Work  thro'  the  sunny  noon; 

Pill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon; 
Give  ev'ry  flying  minute, 

Something  to  keep  in  store; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more. 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 
Under  the  sunset  skies; 

While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies; 
Work  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more; 
Work  while  the  night  is  dark'ning, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er.  Annie  l.  walker. 

417  Bringing  in  the  Sheaves.     P.  M 

Spiritual  Harvest. 

SOWING   in   the  morning,   sowing  seeds  of 
kindness, 
Sowing  in  the  noontide  and  the  dewy  eve; 
Waiting  for  the  harvest,  and  the  time  of  reaping, 
We  shall  come,   rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 
sheaves. 


CHRISTIAN    ACTIVITY.  291 

Oho. — Bringing  in  the  sheaves,  bringing  in  the 

sheaves, 
We  shall  come,  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 

sheaves; 
Bringing  in  the  sheaves,  bringing  in  the 

»  sheaves, 

We  shall  come,  rejoicing,  bringing  in  the 
sheaves. 

2  Sowing    in    the    sunshine,    sowing    in    the 

shadows, 
Fearing  neither  clouds  nor  v,  inter's  chilling 
breeze; 
By  and  by  the  harvest  and  tho  labor  ended, 
We  shall   come,   rejoicing,  bringing   in   the 
sheaves. 

3  Going  forth  with  weeping,   sowing  for  the 

Master, 

Though  the  loss  sustained  our  spirit  often 
grieves; 
When  our  weeping's  over,  he  will  bid  us  wel- 
come; 

We  shall  come,  rejoicing,  bringing   in  the 
sheaves 

Kiowles  Shaw. 

418  Crown  After  Cross.     P.  M. 

Tears  and  Joy. 

LIGHT  after  darkness, 
Gain  after  loss, 
Strength  after  weariness, 

Crown  after  cross, 
Sweet  after  bitter, 
Song  after  sigh, 
Home  after  wandering, 
Praise  after  cry. 


292  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

Cho. — Now  comes  the  weeping, 
Then  the  glad  reaping; 
Now  comes  the  labor  hard, 
Then  the  reward. 

2  Sheaves  after  sowing 
Sun  after  rain, 

Sight  after  mystery, 

Peace  after  pain, 
Joy  after  sorrow, 

Calm  after  blast, 
Rest  after  weariness, 

Sweet  rest  at  last. 

3  Near  after  distant, 
Gleam  after  gloom, 

Love  after  loneliness 

Life  after  tomb. 
After  long  agony, 

Rapture  of  bliss; 
Right  was  the  pathway 

Leading  to  this. 


Frances  K.  HavergaL 


419  I  Love  to  Tell  the  Story. 

7S  &  6s.     D. 

The  Old,  Old  Story. 

T  LOVE  to  tell  the  story 
1  Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love! 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

Because  I  know  it's  true; 
It  satisfies  my  longings, 

As  nothing  else  would  da 


CHRISTIAN   ACTIVITY.  293 

Cho. — I  love  to  tell  the  story! 

'lwili  be  my  theme  in  glory, 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story! 
More  wonderful  it  seems, 

Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story! 

It  did  so  much  for  me! 
And  that  is  just  the  reason. 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 

3  I  love  to  tell  the  story! 
'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 

What  seems,  each  time,  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story! 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  Holy  Word 

i  I  love  to  tell  the  story ! 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sing  the  new,  new  song, 
'Twill  be — the  old,  old  story 

That  I  have  loved  so  long. 

Miss  Kate  Hankey,  1W>7 

420  Only  a  Word.     P.  M. 

Speaking  for  Christ. 

ONLY  a  word  for  Jesus, 
Spoken  in  fear  with  sense  of  need; 
Yet,  with  the  Master's  blessing, 
Thousands  that  word  may  feed. 


294  THE   CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

Cho. — Give  me  a  word  for  thee,  Master! 
Give  me  a  word  for  thee! 
To  speak  thy  praise, 
Some  soul  to  raise, 
Oh,  give  me  a  word  for  thee. 

2  Only  a  word  for  Jesus, 

Gentle  and  low  with  falt'ring  breath; 
Yet,  with  the  Spirit's  thrilling, 
Winning  a  soul  from  death. 

3  Only  a  word  for  Jesus, 
Only  a  wav'ring  soul  to  hear* 

Yet,  thro'  increasing  ages, 
Widen  its  help  and  cheer 

4  Only  a  word  for  Jesus, 

Feeble  the  love  and  praise  appear: 
Angels  their  songs  are  ceasing, 
Glad  this  new  note  to  hear 

K.  S,  Lorenz. 

421   Is  Your  Lamp  Still  Burning?     P.  M. 

Waiting  His  Coming. 

ARE  you  Christ's  light  bearer? 
Of  his  joy  a  sharer? 
Is  this  dark  world  fairer 
For  your  cheering  ray? 
Is  your  beacon  lighted, 
Guiding  souls  benighted 
To  the  land  of  perfect  day? 

Cho. — Oh,  brother,  is  your  lamp  trimmed  and 
burning? 
Is  the  world  made   brighter   by  its 
cheering  ray? 
Are  you  ever  waiting 
For  your  Lord's  returning? 
Are  you  watching  day  by  day? 


CHRISTIAN    ACTIVITY.  295 

2  Is. your  heart  warm  glowing. 
With  his  love  overflowing, 
And  his  goodness  showing 

More  and  more  each  day? 
Are  you  pressing  onward, 
With  Christ's  faithful  vanguard, 

In  the  safe  and  narrow  way? 

3  Keep  your  altars  burning, 
Wait  your  Lord's  returning, 
While  your  heart's  deep  yearning 

Draws  him  ever  near; 
With  his  radiance  splendid 
Shall  your  light  be  blended 

When  his  glory  shall  appear? 

;  Priscilla  J.  Owens. 


422      Will  Jesus  Find  Us  Watching? 

P.  M. 

Faithfulness. 

WHEN  Jesus  comes  to  reward  his  servants, 
Whether  it  be  noon  or  night, 
Faithful  to  him  will  he  rind  us  watching, 
With  our  lamps  all  trimmed  and  bright? 

Ref. — Oh,  can  we  say  we  are  ready,  brother? 
Ready  for  the  soul's  bright  home? 
Say,  will  he  rind  you  and  me  still  watch- 

.in2' 
Waiting,  waiting  when  the  Lord  shall 

come? 

2  If  at  the  dawn  of  tho  early  morning, 

He  shall  call  us  one  by  one, 
When  to  the  Lord  we  restore  our  talents, 

Will  he  answer  thee — Well  done? 


296  THE  CHRISTIAN  LlFfc. 

3  Have  we  been  true  to  the  trust  he  left  us? 
Do  we  seek  to  do  oui  best? 

If  in  our  hearts  there  is  naught  condemns  us, 
We  shall  have  a  glorious  rest. 

4  Blessed  are  those  whom  the  Lord  finds  watch 

ing, 
In  his  glory  they  shall  share; 
If  he  6hall  come  at  the  dawn  or  midnight, 
Will  he  rind  us  watching  there? 

Fsnnj  J.  Crosby. 

423  Laban.     S.  M. 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer.  (763) 

MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise: 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down' 

Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God; 

He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 

TO  his  divine  abode.  George  Heath,  18*. 

424  Laban.     S.  M. 

The  Panoply  of  God.  (761) 

COLDIERS  of  Christ!  arise, 
0  And  put  your  armor  on, — 
Strong,  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies, 
Through  his  eternal  Son: — 


CHRISTIAN   WARFARE.  297 

2  Strong,  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 
And  in  his  mighty  power; 

Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  strength  endued; 

And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God: — 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 
And  all  your  conflicts  past, 

You  may  overcome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 

5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on ; 
Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

6  Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "Come," 
Till  Christ,  the  Lord,  descends  from  high, 
And  takes  the  conquerors  home. 

Charlei  Weslej,  1749- 

425  Laban.     S.  M. 

Victory  is  on  the  Lord's  Side, 

ARISE,  ye  saints,  arise! 
The  Lord  our  Leader  is: 
The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

2  We  soon  shall  see  the  day 

When  all  our  toils  shall  cease; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 

And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 


298  the'  christian  life. 

3  This  hope  supports  us  here; 
It  makes  our  burdens  light: 

'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer, 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight: — 

4  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 
We  hear  of  war  no  more; 

\nd  ever  with  our  Leader  rest, 
On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 

Thomas  F  **y,  1809. 

426  Maitland.     C.  M. 

The  Sacriires  >?J  Warfare.  (751) 

A  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
t\  A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
On  flow'ry  bed-s  of  ease, 

While  others  fought  to-win  the  priz© 
And  sailed  thro'  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign; 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 

I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 


CHRISTIAN   WARFARE.  299 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  th©  skies, 

The  glory  shall  be  thine 

Isaac  Watti,  1723 

427  America.     6s  &  43. 

Christian  Soldiers.  (773) 

COLDIERS  of  Christ  are  we 
O  Marching  to  victory, 

Marching  to  heaven; 
In  his  bright  armor  dressed, 
His  cross  cnr  chosen  crest, 
And  for  our  food  and  rest, 

His  word  is  given. 

2  Tho'  foes  our  path  surround, 
Tho'  toils  and  cares  abound, 

Onward  we  tread; 
We  hear  our  Lord's  command; 
We  grasp  each  shining  brand, 
And,  like  a  banner  grand, 

Hope  waves  overhead 

3  Soldiers  of  Christ  are  we, 
Light,  Love,  and  Liberty 

Our  battle  call! 
Till  truth  shall  win  the  day, 
Till  right  shall  gain  the  sway, 
Till  sin  is  driven  away, 

We  right  or  fall. 


428  Webb.    7s  &  6s. 

CTAND  up,  stand  up  for  JesusA 
O  Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross! 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 
It  must  not  suffer  loss; 


(m) 


300  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE. 

Prom  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  6hall  he  lead, 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus. 
The  trumpet  call  obey; 

Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict, 

In  this  his  glorious  day; 
Ye  that  are  men!  now  serve  him, 

Against  unnumbered  foes; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
Stand  in  his  strength  alone; 

The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you; 

Ye  dare  not  trust  you^  own; 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus: 
The  strife  will  not  be  long; 

This  day,  the  noise  of  battle, — 

The  next,  the  victor's  song; 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He,  with  the  King  of  glory, 

Shall  reign  eternally!  George  Dumeid,  isss. 

429  Webb.    7s  &  6s. 

Psalm  27.  (772) 

GOD  is  my  strong  salvation; 
What  foe  have  I  to  fear? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 
My  Light,  my  Help  is  near: 


CHRISTIAN    WARFARE.  301 

Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  tight  I  stand; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance; 

My  soul!  with  courage  wait; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

James  Montgomery,  1822. 

430     Yield  Not  to  Temptation.     P.  M. 

Courage. 

YIELD  not  to  temptation, 
For  yielding  is  sin; 
Each  vict'ry  will  help  you 

Some  other  to  win. 
Fight  manfully  onward, 
Dark  passions  subdue; 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through. 

Cho. — Ask  the  Savior  to  help  you, 

Comfort,  strengthen,  and  keep  you; 
He  is  willing  to  aid  you, 
He  will  carry  you  through. 

2  Shun  evil  companions, 

Bad  language  disdain, 
God's  name  hold  in  rev'rence, 

Nor  take  it  in  vain; 
Be  thoughtful  and  earnest, 

Kind-hearted  and  true; 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through. 


302  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH 

3  To  him  that  o'ercometh, 

God  giveth  a  crown; 
Through  faith  we  shall  conquer, 

Though  often  cast  down; 
He  who  is  our  Savior 

Our  strength  will  renew; 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through. 

H.  R.  Palmer. 

431  St.  Martin's.     C.  M. 

Founded  on  a  Rock.  (892) 

AUJTH  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 
>V    Unrivaled  and  alone, 
Loved  theme  of  many  a  sacred  song, 
God's  holy  city  shone. 

2  Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat, 
The  glory  of  all  lands; 

Yet  fairer  and  in  strength  complete, 
The  Christian  tempi©  stands. 

3  The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age 
This  glorious  church  compose; 

Built  on  a  Rock,  with  idle  rage 
The  threat'ning  tempest  blows. 

4  Fear  not;   though  hostile  bands  alarm, 
Thy  God  is  thy  defense; 

And  weak  and  powerless  every  arm 
Against  Omnipotence. 

Isaac  Watts. 

432  St.   Martin's.     C.   M. 

The  Church  Immovable.  (891) 

OH!  where  are  kings  and  empires  now, 
Of  old  that  went  and  came? 
But,  Lord!  thy  church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 


SECURITY   AND   SUCCESS.  303 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 
And  her  foundations  strong; 

We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For,  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world, 
Thy  holy  church,  O  God! 

Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening  her, 
And  tempests  are  abroad; 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 
Immovable  she  stands, 

A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe,  1839,  a. 

433  St.  Martin's.     C.  M. 

Returning  to  Zion.  (894) 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
Exalt  thy  fallen  head; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust — 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 
Thy  beautiful  array; 

The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length — 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 
And  send  thy  heralds  forth; 

Say  to  the  South,  Give  up  thy  charge! 
And,  Keep  not  back,  O  North! 

4  They  come,  they  come;  thine  exiled  bands, 
Where'er  they  rest  or  roam. 

Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

James  Montgomerj,  1825. 


304  THE  CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

434  St,  Martin's.     C.  M. 

Little  Flock. 

pHURCH  of  the  ever-living  God, 
\j  The  Father's  gracious  choice, 
Amid  the  voices  of  this  earth 
How  feeble  is  thv  voice! 

2  Not  many  rich  or  noble  called, 
Not  many  great  or  wise; 

They  whom  God  makes  his  kings  and  priests 
Are  poor  in  human  eyes. 

3  But  the  chief  Shepherd  comes  at  length; 
Their  feeble  days  are  o'er, 

No  more  a  handful  in  the  earth, 
A  little  Hock  no  more. 

H.  Booar,  ab, 

435  Laban.     S    M. 

Psalm  137.  (914) 

T  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord! 

1  The  house  of  thine  abode, 

The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved, 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ! 
Her  walls  befoie  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Hei  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  ol  love  and  praise. 


SECURITY   AND   SUCCESS.  805 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 

And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

Timothy  Dwight,  1800. 

436  State  Street.     S.  M. 

A  Revival  Sought.  (912) 

REVIVE  thy  work,  O  Lord! 
Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare; 
Speak,  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead. 
And  make  thy  people  hear. 

2  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord! 
Disturb  this  sleep  of  death; 

Quicken  the  smoldering  embers  now, 
By  thine  almighty  breath. 

3  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord! 
Exalt  thy  precious  name; 

And,  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  our  love 
For  thee  and  thine  inflame. 

i  Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord! 

And  give  refreshing  showers; 
The  glory  shall  be  all  thine  own, 

The  blessing,  Lord!  be  ours. 

Albert  Midland  1861 

437  Ware.      L.   M. 

Christ's  Everlasting  Kingdom.  (893") 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  6pread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  3outh  the  princes  meet, 
rIo  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

20 


30t>  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made. 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains: 
The  weary  rind  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

6  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen! 

Isaac  Watt3,  1719. 

438  Ware.     L.   M. 

The  Glory  of  the  Church.  .    (904) 

"TRIUMPHANT  Zion!  lift  thy  head 
1    From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Savior's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  various  charms  be  known; 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess, 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  till  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  vict'ry  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 


SECURITY   AND   SUCCESS.  307 

4  God,  from  on  high,  thy  groans  will  hear; 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair; 
Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

Philip  Doddridge,  1740. 

439  Ware.     L.  M. 

Rev.  II:  15.  (1028) 

v^OOX  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 
•J  Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies — 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's! 

2  Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee! 

And,  over  land  and  stream  and  main, 
Wave  thou  the  scepter  of  thy  reign! 

3  Oh,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell, 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  ever  all  the  Savior  reigns! 

Mrs.  Vok&.  ia*o» 

440  Zion.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Her  Enemies  Confounded.  (925) 

ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded, 
Zion  kept  by  power  divine! 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
The'  the  world  in  arms  combine. 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine! 

2  Ev'ry  human  tie  may  perish, 
Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove, 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish, 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 


308  THE  CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 
Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright. 

But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee — 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight: 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light.    Thomas  Ken?,  in* 

441  Zion.     8s,   7s,  &  4s. 

The  Gospel  Herald.  (926} 

ON"  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo!  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands: 

Mourning  captive! 
God  himself  shall  loose  thv  bands. 

■ 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 
Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved: 

Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful? 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee; 
He  himself  appears  thy  Friend; 

All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumph  end; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send.  Thomas  Keiw,  ism. 

442  Zion.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival.  (923; 

CAVIOR, visit  thy  plantation; 

^5  Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain; 

All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again. 
Lord,  revive  us! 

A  4  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


SECURITY   AND   SUCCESS.  309 

2  K«©p  no  longer  at  a  distance; 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

Lord,  revive  us! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent! 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 

Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

Lord,  revive  us! 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

i  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  powrer, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 
Lord,  revive  us! 

All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

John  Newton,  1779 

443  •  Austria.     8s,  7s.     D. 

The  Glory  of  the  Church.  (921) 

C^LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
I  Zion,  citv  of  our  God! 
He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode; 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  mayest  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See!  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  wrant  remove; 


310  THE   CHRISTIAN    CHURCH. 

Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river, 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage? — 

Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  Giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  tire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near' 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

John  Xewton.  177ft 


444  Austria.     8s,  7s.     D 

Isa.  54:  10. 

ZION,  dreary  and  in  anguish, 
'Mid  the  desert  hast  thou  strayed! 
Oh,  thou  weary,  cease  tc  languish; 

Jesus  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 
Still  lamenting  and  bemoaning, 
'Mid  thy  follies  and  thy  woes! 
Soon  repenting  and  returning, 
All  thy  solitude  shall  close. 

2  Though  benighted  and  forsaken, 

Though  afflicted  and  distressed; 
His  almighty  arm  shall  waken; 

Zion's  King  shall  give  thee  rest: 
Cease  thy  sadness,  unbelieving; 

Soon  his  glory  shalt  thou  see! 
Joy  and  gladness,  and  thanksgiving, 

And  the  voice  of  melodv! 

Thoa.  Hastings 


MISSIONS.  311 

445  Austria.     8s,  7s.     D. 

The  He*  aids  of  the  Gospel.  (1048) 

ONWARD,  onward,  men  of  heaven 
Bear  the  gospel's  banner  high; 
Rest  not,  till  its  light  is  given, 

Star  of  every  pagan  sky: 
Send  it  where  the  pilgrim  stranger 

Faints  beneath  the  torrid  ray; 
Bid  the  red-browed  forest-ranger 
Hail  it,  ere  he  fades  away. 

2  Rude  in  speech,  or  grim  in  feature, 

Dark  in  spirit,  though  they  be, 
Show  that  light  to  every  creature — 

Prince  or  vassal,  bond  or  free: 
Lo!  they  haste  to  every  nation: 

Host  on  host  the  ranks  supply: 
Onward!  Christ  is  your  salvation, 

And  your  death  is  victory. 

Mrs.  Ljdia  H.  Sigoumey. 

446  Baca.     L.  M. 

Save  the  Perishing.  (102 i) 

THE  heathen  perish;  day  by  day. 
Thousands  on  thousands  pass  away! 
O  Christians,  to  their  rescue  My, 
Preach  Jesus  fo  them  ere  they  die! 

2  Wealth,  labor,  talents  freely  give, 
Yea,  life  itself,  that  they  may  live, 
What  hath  your  Savior  done  for  you? 
And  what  loi  him  will  ye  not  do? 

3  Oh,  Spirit  01  the  Lord!  go  lorth, 
Call  in  the  South,  wake  up  the  North, 
From  every  clime,  from  sun  to  sun, 
Gather  Gods  children  into  one! 

J.  to  ntjrotxiet? 


312  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

447  Baca.     L.  M. 

Home  Missions.  (1022) 

LOOK  from  thy  sphere  of  endless  day, 
O  God  of  mercy  and  of  might! 
In  pity  look  on  those  who  stray, 
Benighted,  in  this  land  of  light. 

2  In  peopled  vale,  in  lonely  glen, 

In  crowded  mart,  by  stream  or  sea, 
How  many  of  .the  sons  of  men 
Hear  not  the  message  sent  from  thee! 

3  Send  forth  thy  heralds,  Lord!  to  call 
The  thoughtless  young,  the  hardened  old, 

A  scattered,  homeless  flock,  till  all 
Be  gathered  to  thy  peaceful  fold. 

4  Send  them  thy  mighty  word  to  speak, 
Till  faith  shall  dawn,  and  doubt  depart, 

To  awe  the  bold,  to  stay  the  weak, 
And  bind  and  heal  the  broken  heart. 

5  Then  all  these  wastes,  a  dreary  scene, 
That  make  us  sadden  as  we  gaze, 

Shall  grow  with  living  waters  green, 
And  lift  to  heaven  the  voice  of  praise. 

William  C.  Bryant,  1S40,. 

448  Baca.     L.  M. 

Missionary  Charged  and  Encouraged.        (1024) 

GO,  messenger  of  peace  and  love, 
To  people  plunged  in  shades  of  night, 
Like  angels  sent  from  fields  above, 
Be  thine  to  shed  celestial  light. 

2  Go  to  the  hungry — food  impart; 

To  paths  of  peace  the  wand'rer  guide, 
And  lead  the  thirsty,  panting  heart, 

Where  streams  of  living  water  glide. 


MISSIONS.  313 

3  Oh,  faint  not  in  the  day  of  toil, 
When  harvest  waits  the  reaper's  hand: 

Go,  gather  in  the  glorious  spoil, 
•  And  joyous  in  his  presence  stand. 

4  Thy  love  a  rich  reward  shall  find 
From  him  who  sits  enthroned  on  high: 

For  thev  who  turn  the  erring  mind 
Shall  shine  like  stars  above  the  sky. 

A.  Balfor 

449  Baca.     L.  M. 

Ascend   Thy   Throne. 

\  SCEND  thy  throne,  almighty  King, 
^~V  And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, 
Let  humble  mourners  seek  thv  face, 

Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  Oh,  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  wTorld 
Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord! 

Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, 

Be  thou  through  heaven  and  earth  adored. 

Benjamin  Beddome. 

450  Missionary  Chant.     L.   M. 

The  Universal  Reign  of  Christ.  (1033) 

ARM  of  the  Lord!  awake,  awake; 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nation  shake; 
A.nd  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy,  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
44 1  am  Jehovah — God  alone! " 
Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 


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314  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt; 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood,  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Almighty  God!  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  clime,  of  every  name, 

Till  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Savior  —  Lord  of  all. 

William  Shrubsole,  1776. 

451  Missionary  Chant.     L.  M. 

Mission  to  the  Heathen.  (1030) 

BEHOLD,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow; 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 
The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known 
Where  Satan  long  has  held  his  throne. 

4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise, 

And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 

Voice. 

452  Missionary  Chant.     L.  M. 

The  Gospel  Banner.  (1027) 

TILING  out  the  banner!  let  it  float 
JT   Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide, 
The  sun  that  lights  its  shining  folds, 
The  cross  on  which  the  Savior  died. 


MISSIONS.  315 

2  Fling  out  the  banner!  angels  bend 
In  anxious  silence  o'er  the  sign, 

And  vainly  se^k  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  love  divine. 

3  Fling  out  the  banner!  heathen  lands 
Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight; 

And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born, 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 

4  Fling  out  the  banner!  sin-sick  souls, 
That  sink  and  perish  in  the  strife, 

Shall  touch  in  faith  its  radiant  hem, 
And  spring  immortal,  into  life. 

5  Fling  out  the  banner!  let  it  float 
Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide* 

Our  glory,  only  in  the  cross, 
Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified. 

6  Fling  out  the  banner!  wide  and  high, 
Seaward  and  skyward  let  it  shine; 

Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit,  ours; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 

George  W.  Doane,  184v 

453  Zion.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

Hopeful  View.  (1042) 

YES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking; 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 
By  his  word  in  ev'ry  land; 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood 
God,  the  Savior,  is  preparing 


316  THE   CHRISTIAN    CHURCH. 

Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad, 

Ev'ry  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God 

3  Oh,  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving 
To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day, 

Joyful  news,  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  gospel  wins  its  way, 

Those  enlight'ning 
Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 

4  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand; 

Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world  in  every  land; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 

Thomas  Kelly,  180*. 


454  Anvern.     L.  M. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

GREAT  God!  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obev; 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  over-spreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

3  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Isaac  Watts. 


MISSIONS.  31' 

455  Missionary  Hymn,     7s  &  6s.     D. 

Condition  of  the  Heathen.  10.1) 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
Prom  India's  coral  strand — 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand — 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain— 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
By  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Shall  we  to  man  benighted 

The  light  of  life  deny? 
Salvation!  oh,  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

3  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 

Till  like  a  sea  of  glory 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole, 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign 

Reginald  Heber,  1819. 

456  Missionary  Hymn.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

Home  Missions.  (1062) 

OUR  country's  voice  is  pleading, 
Ve  men  of  God,  aiise! 
His  providence  is  leading, 
The  land  before  you  lies: 


318  THE  CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

Day  gleams  are  o'er  it  brightening, 

And  promise  clothes  the  soil; 
Wide  tields  for  harvest  whitening, 

Invite  the  reaper's  toil. 

2  Go  where  the  waves  are  breaking 
On  California's  shore, 

Christ's  precious  gospel  taking, 

More  rich  than  golden  ore; 
On  Allegheny's  mountains, 

Through  all  the  western  vale, 
Beside  Missouri's  fountains, 

Rehearse  the  wondrous  tale. 

3  The  love  of  Christ  unfolding, 
Speed  on  from  east  to  west, 

Till  all,  his  cross  beholding, 

In  him  are  fullv  blest. 
Great  Author  cf  salvation, 

Haste,  haste  the  glorious  day, 
vVhen  we,  a  ransomed  nation, 

Thy  scepter  shall  obey. 

Mrs.  O.  W.  Anderson. 

457  Webb.     7s  &  6s. 

Success  of  the  Gospel.  (1057) 

rpiIE  morning  light  is  breaking, 
1   The  darkness  disappears: 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears. 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour; 


MISSIONS.  319 

Each  cry,  to  heaven  going, 

Abundant  answers  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 
Before  the  God  we  love, 

And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Savior's  blessing, — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

4  Blest  river  of  salvation! 
Pursue  thine  onward  way; 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay: — 
Stay  not,  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home; 
Stay  not,  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim  "  The  Lord  is  come." 

Samuel  F.  Smith,  18* 

458  Webb.     7s  &  6s. 

Home  Missions.  (lO&'^j 

CA0  preach  the  blest  salvation 
J  To  every  sinful  race, 
And  bid  each  guilty  nation 

Accept  the  Savior's  grace; 
But  bear,  oh,  quickly  bear  it 

Where  thronging  millions  roam, 
And  bid  them  freely  share  it, 
iio  dwell  with  us  at  home. 

2  Where  blooms  the  broad  savanna, 

Where  mighty  waters  roll, 
Tii ere  let  the  gospel  banner 

Beam  hope  on  every  soul; 


3*20  THE  CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

Go  where  the  west  is  teeming, 

And  vet  behold  thev  come! 
The  fields  all  ripe  are  gleaming 

For  those  who  reap  at  home! 

3  Our  children  there  are  dwelling, 

Neglected  and  astray, 
Whose  hearts  are  often  swelling 

To  learn  of  Zion's  way. 
Bear,  bear  to  them  the  treasure 

And  bid  the  exiles  come; 
There  is  no  sweeter  pleasure, 

Than  preaching  Christ  at  home. 

Sidney  Dyer. 

459     All  Around  the  World.     6s  &  5s. 

Victory  of  the  Church. 

CEE  the  rlag  of  Jesus 

^5  O'er  the  earth  unfurled! 

Sabbath-schools  are  singing, 

All  around  the  world; 
Sunday-schools  in  China, 

India  and  Japan, 
Training  souls  for  glory. 

By  the  gospel  plan. 

Cho. — Lift  the  cross  of  Jesus, 

Bear  the  Bible  on; 
Soon  the  wTorld  will  echo, 

With  the  vict'rv  won. 
See  the  flag  of  Jesus, 

O'er  the  earth  unfurled! 
Sunday-schools  are  singing. 

All  around  the  world, 

2  Little  Indian  diamonds, 

Precious  island  pearls; 
Learning  Bible  lessons, 

Happy  boys  and  girls. 


MINISTRY.  321 

Afric's  goW  dust  scattered, 

Neath  the  feet  of  wrong, 
Rises  up  in  brightness, 

From  the  darkness  long. 

3  Sunday-schools  are  singing, 
France  and  Spain  and  Rome; 

Hear  their  joyous  music, 

Songs  of  heaven  and  home. 
Where  the  martyrs  suffered, 

Holy  seed  is  spread; 
Gather  up  these  rubies, 

Dyed  in  life-blood  red. 

4  Sunday-schools  in  Chili, 
Reaching  down  the  coasts 

Mexico  is  leading, 

Gallant  little  host. 
Glad  Brazilian  children, 

Praise  to  God  shall  sing; 
Far-off  Patagonia 

Answers  Christ  is  King. 

Priscilla  J.  Oweus 

460  Dillenburg.     7s  &  6s. 

The  Messenger  Welcomed.  (928) 

HOW  beauteous  on  the  mountains, 
The  feet  of  him  that  brings, 
Like  streams  from  living  fountains, 

Good  tidings  of  good  things; 
That  publisheth  salvation, 

And  jubilee  release, 
To  ev'ry  tribe  and  nation, 
God's  reign  of  joy  and  peace. 

2  Lift  up  thy  voice,  oh,  watchman! 

And  shout  from  Zion's  towers, 
Thy  hallelujah  chorus— 

44 The  victory  is  ours!" 

21 


322  THE  CHRISTIAN  CHURCH. 

The  Lord  shall  build  up  Zion 

In  glory  and  renown, 
And  Jesus,  Judah's  lion, 

Shall  wear  his  rightful  crown. 

3  Break  forth  in  hymns  of  gladness; 

Oh,  waste  Jerusalem! 
Let  songs,  instead  of  sadness, 

Thy  jubilee  proclaim; 
The  Lord  in  strength  victorious, 

Upon  thy  foes  hath  trod; 
Behold,  oh,  earth!  the  glorious 

Salvation  of  our  God. 

Benjamin  Cough,  186- . 

461  Herold.     7s. 

Christian  Ministers.  (1039) 

COLDIERS  of  the  cross!  arise; 
wJ  Gird  you  with  your  armor  bright; 
Mighty  are  your  enemies, 
Hard  the  battle  ye  must  fight. 

2  Guard  the  helpless,  seek  the  strayed, 
Soothe  the  troubled,  banish  grief; 

With  the  Spirit's  sword  arrayed, 
Scatter  sin  and  unbelief. 

3  Be  the  banner  still  unfurled, 
Bear  it  bravely  still  abroad, 

Till  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Are  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord. 

William  Walsh  am  How,  1854. 

462  All  Hallows.     C.  M. 

In  the  Strength  of  Jesus.  (983) 

WITH  thine  own  pity,  Savior,  see 
The  thronged  and  darkening  way! 
We  go  to  win  the  lost  to  thee, 
Oh,  help  us,  Lord,  we  pray! 


rn 


MINISTRY.  3*JT$ 

2  Thou  bid'st  us  go,  with  thee  to  stand 
Against  hell's  marshalled  powers; 

And  heart  to  heart,  and  hand  to  hand, 
To  make  thine  honor  ours. 

3  Teach  thou  our  lips  of  thee  to  speak, 
Of  thy  sweet  love  to  tell; 

Till  they  who  wander  far  shall  seek 
And  rind  and  serve  thee  well. 

4  O'er  all  the  world  thy  Spirit  send, 
And  make  thy  goodness  known, 

Till  earth  and  heaven  together  blend 
Their  praises  at  thy  throne. 

Ray  Palmar 

463  All  Hallows.     C.  M. 
Zeal  for  Souls. — John  4:^5. 

OH!  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong 
Sounds  forth  the  ancient  word, — 
"More  reapers  for  white  harvest  fields, 
More  laborers  for  the  Lord! " 

2  We  hear  the  call;  in  dreams  no  more 
In  selfish  ease  we  lie, 

But  girded  for  our  Father's  work, 
Go  forth  beneath  his  sky. 

3  Where  prophet's  word,  and  martyr's  blood, 
And  prayers  of  saints  were  sown, 

We,  to  their  labors  entering  in, 

Would  reap  where  they  have  strown. 

S.  Longfellow. 

464  Welton.     L.  M. 

A  Meeting  of  Ministers.  (1u0g; 

DOUR  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high; 

1    Lord!  thine  assembled  servants  bless* 

Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply. 

And  clothe  thy  pnesis  with  righteousness 


324  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

2  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 
Firmness  with  meekness  from  above, 

To  bear  thy  people  on  our  heart, 
And  love  the  souls  whom  thou  dost  love: 

3  To  watch  and  pray,  and  never  faint; 
By  day  and  night,  strict  guard  to  keep 

To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 
Nourish  thy  lambs,  and  feed  thy  sheep 

4  Then,  when  our  work  is  finished  here, 
In  humble  hope,  our  charge  resign; 

When  the  chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 
O  God!  may  they  and  we  be  thine. 

James  Montgomery,  1825. 

465  Welton.     L.  M. 

An  Ordination  Service.  (1011) 

THE  solemn  service  now  is  done. 
The  vow  is  pledged,  the  toil  begun; 
Seal  thou,  O  God!  the  oath  above, 
And  ratify  the  pledge  of  love 

2  The  shepherd  of  thy  people  bless; 
Gird  him  with  thine  own  holiness* 
In  duty  may  his  pleasure  be 

His  glory  in  his  zeal  for  thee. 

3  Here  let  the  ardent  prayer  arise, 
Faith  fix  its  grasp  beyond  the  skies. 
The  tear  of  penitence  be  shed, 
And  myriads  to  the  Savior  led 

4  Come,  SpiritI  here  consent  to  dwell; 
The  mists  of  earth  and  sin  dispel; 
Blest  Saviorl  thine  own  rights  maintain: 
Supreme  in  every  bosom  reign 


CHURCH   FELLOWSHIP.  325 

466  Happy  Day.     L.   M. 

Rejoicing  in  Entire  Consecration.  (937) 

AH,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice, 
\J  On  thee,  my  Savior  and  my  God! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

Cho. — Happy  day,  happy  day, 

When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away; 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day! 

2  Oh,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  him  who  merits  all  my  love! 

Let  cheerful  anthems  till  the  house, 
While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  Tis  done  —  the  great  transaction's  done; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine; 

He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

4  Now  rest  —  my  long-divided  heart — 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  center,  rest; 

Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 
Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow. 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 

Till,  in  life's  latest  hour,  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

Philip  Doddridge,  1740. 

167  Happy  Day.     L.  M 

Converts   Welcomed.  (940) 

pOME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord! 
\J  Enter  in  Jesus'  precious  name; 
We  welcome  thse,  with  one  accord, 
•W"2  xrust  the  Savior  does  the  same. 


326  T3E  CHRISTIAN  CHURCH. 

2  Tbose  joys,  which  earth  cannot  afford, 
We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 

Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And,  whiJo  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 
We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 

We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  °,ount  a  brother's  case  our  own. 

1  Dnce  more,  our  welcome  we  repeat; 
Receive  assurance  of  our  love; 

Oh!  may  we  all  together  meet, 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 

Thumas  Kelly,  1812, 

468  Evan.     C.  M. 

Brotherly  Love.  (9S3) 

HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  tne  sight, 
When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word! — 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 
And  writh  him  bear  a  part; 

When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart; 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 
Our  wishes  all  above, 

Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love: 

4  When  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flows; 

Wben  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
lh  every  action  glows. 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP,  327 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain,  that  binds* 

The  happy  souls  above; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  that  finds 

His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

Joseph  Swa.ii     )r92 

469  Evan.     C.  M 

Gen.  24:   ,-/.  (931 

COME  in,  beloved  of  the  Lord, 
Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou; 
"We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 
Our  friend,  our  brother,  now 

2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 
Of  love,  we  offer  thee: 

Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  Dart 
From  lies  and  vanity. 

3  Come  with  us, — we  will  do  thee  good, 
As  God  to  us  hath  done; 

Stand  but  in  him,  as  those  have  stood 
Whose  faith  the  victory  won. 

4  And  when,  by  turns,  we  pass  away, 
And  star  by  star  grows  dim, 

May  each,  translated  into  day, 
Be  lost  and  found  in  him. 

James  Montgomery. 

470  Evan.     C.  M. 

Covenant   Votes.  (933) 

WITNESS,  ye  men  and  angels!  now, 
Before  the  Lord  we  speak; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break; — 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 

Or  even  quit  the  field. 


328  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 
But  on  his  grace  rely; 

That,  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supply. 

4  Oh!  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 
And  keep  us  in  thy  ways; 

And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

Benjatuiu  Beddome,  1 7.-J0. 

471  Dennis.     S.  M. 

Love  to  the  Brethren.  (902\ 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love! 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes; 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain; 

But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 


CHURCH    FELLOWSHIP.  329 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 

John  Fawcett,  1T72. 

472  Dennis.     S.  M. 

Laborers  in  the   Vineyard,  (995) 

AXD  let  our  bodies  part — 
To  diff'rent  climes  repair; 
Inseparably  joined  in  heart 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are 

2  Oh,  let  us  still  proceed 
In  Jesus'  work  below; 

And  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  laborers  lies; 

And  lo!  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

4  Oh,  let  our  heart  and  mind 
Continually  ascend, 

That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labors  end. 

Charles  Wesley 

473  Dennis.     S.  M. 

Meeting  After  Absence  (996 

\  ND  are  we  yet  alive, 
* ~l  And  see  each  other's  face? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give. 
For  his  redeeming  grace. 

2  Preserved  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 

And  in  his  sight  appear. 


330  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

3  What  troubles  have  we  seen! 

What  conflicts  have  we  passed! 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Since  we  assembled  last! 

i.  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 

And  hides  our  life  above. 

5  Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  ioss 

So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

Charles  TTeslrT. 

474  Rockingham.     L.   M. 

The  Likeness  of  His  Death.  (074) 

HOW  blest  the  hour  when  first  we  gave 
Our  guilty  souls  to  thee,  O  God; 
\  cheerful  sacrifice  of  love, 
Bought  with  the  Savior's  precious  blood 

2  How  blest  the  vow  we  here  record! 
How  blest  the  grace  we  now  receive! 

Buried  in  baptism  with  our  Lord. 
New  lives  of  holiness  to  live. 

3  How  blest  the  solemn  rite  that  seals 
Our  death  to  sin^our  guilt  forgiven; — 

How  blest  the  emblem  that  reveals 
God  reconciled   and  peace  »rith  heaven. 

4  Thus  through  the  emblematic  grave 
The  glorious,  suffering  Savior  trod; 

Thou  art  our  pattern,  through  the  wove 
We  follow  thee,  blest  Son  of  God. 

S.  F.  Smith. 


ORDINANCES.  331 

475  Rockingham.     L.  M. 

The  Feast  of  Love.  (961) 

MY  God!  and  is  thy  table  spread? 
And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow? 
Thither  be  all  thy  children  led, 

And  let  them  all  its  sweetness  know. 

2  Hail!  sacred  feast,  which  Jesus  makes! 
Rich  banquet  of  his  fiesh  and  blood; 

Thrice  happy  he,  who  here  partakes 

That  sacred  stream,  that  heavenly  food! 

3  Oh!  let  thv  table  honored  be, 

And  furnished  well  with  joyful  guests; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

4  Let  crowds  approach,  with  hearts  prepared; 
With  hearts  inflamed  let  all  attend; 

Xor,  when  we  leave  our  Father's  board, 
The  pleasure  or  the  profit  end. 

Philip  Doddridze,  1740. 

476  Rockingham.     L.  M. 

Jesu,  Dulcedo  Cordium!  (963) 

JESUS,  thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts! 
Thou  Fount  of  life!  thou  Light  of  men! 
ETrom  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts. 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood; 
Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call; 

To  them  that  seek  thee,  thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  find  thee, — All  in  all! 

3  We  taste  thee,  oh,  thou  living  Bread! 
A nd  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still; 

We  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
«Vnd  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill, 


332  THE   CHRISTIAN   CHURCH. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 
Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast; 

Glad,  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  O  Jesus!  ever  with  us  stay; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away, 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light. 

Lat.,  Bernard,  of  Clairvaux,  1140.    Tr„  Rt»j  Palmer.  1833. 

477  Aletta.     7s. 

The  Bread  of  Life.  (973) 

BREAD  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Thro'  the  life  of  him  who  died, 
Lord  of  life,  oh,  let  us  be 

Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee. 

Josiah  Coader,  1S24.- 

478  Windham.     L.  M. 

The  Lord's  Supper  Instituted.  (964) 

'TWAS  on  that  dark,  that  dreadful  night, 

I    When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed  and  brake; 

What  love  thro'  all  his  actions  ran! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake! 


ORDINANCES.  333 

3  ''This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin; 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food; " 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine: 
"'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood." 

4  "Do  this,"  he  cried,  "till  time  shall  end, 
In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  Friend; 

Meet  at  the  table,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name* 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Isaac  Watti. 

479  Dorrnance.     8s  &  7s. 

Viewing  the  Cross.  f97T 

WHILE,  in  sweet  communion,  feeding 
On  this  earthly  bread  and  wine, 
Savior,  may  we  see  thee  bleeding 
On  the  cross,  to  make  us  thine. 

2  Now,  our  eyes  forever  closing 
To  this  fleeting  wrorld  below, 

On  thy  gentle  breast  reposing, 
Teach  us,  Lord,  thy  grace  to  know. 

3  Though  unseen,  be  ever  near  us, 
With  the  still  small  voice  of  love, 

Whisp'ring  words  of  peace  to  cheer  us, 
Ev'ry  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

4  Bring  before  us  all  the  story 
Of  thy  life,  and  death  of  woe; 

And,  with  hopes  of  endless  glory, 
Wean  our  hearts  from  all  below. 

Edward  Denny,  183». 


334  THE   CHRISTIAN    CHUROH. 

480  Arlington.     C.  M. 

Remembering  Christ.  (9o8) 

THAT  dreadful  night  before  his  death, 
I    The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Did,  almost  with  his  dying  breath, 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  have  met, 
And  to  remember  thee; 

Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat — 
For  me  he  died,  for  me. 

3  Thy  sufFrings,  Lord,  each  sacred  sign 
To  our  remembrance  brings; 

We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine, 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 


'B' 


4  Oh,  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame 
Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 

To  sing,  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb, 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me. 

Joseph  Hart.  d.  176s. 

481  Till  He  Come.     7s. 

The  Coming  Joy. 

"TILL  he  come! "  oh,  let  the  words 
1   Linger  on  the  trembling  chords, 
Let  the  "  little  while  "  between 
In  their  golden  light  be  seen; 
Let  us  think  how  heav'n  and  home 
Lie  beyond  that  " Till  he  come!" 

2  When  the  weary  ones  we  love 

Enter  on  that  rest  above, 

When  their  words  of  love  and  cheer 

Fall  no  longer  on  our  ear, 

Hush!  be  ev'ry  murmur  dumb, 

It  is  only  "Till  he  come!" 


ORDINANCES.  335 

3  Clouds  and  darkness  round  us  press; 
Would  we  have  one  sorrow  less? 

All  the  sharpness  of  the  cross, 
All  that  tells  the  world  is  loss, 
Death,  and  darkness,  and  the  tomb 
Pain  us  only  "Till  he  come! " 

4  See,  the  feast  of  love  is  spread, 
Drink  the  wine  and  eat  the  bread: 
Sweet  memorials,  till  the  Lord 
Call  us  round  his  heavn'ly  board; 
Some  from  earth,  from  glory  some, 
Severed  only  "  Till  he  come! " 

R.  H.  B.  Bickersteth,  1861. 

482  Arlington.     C.  M. 

Baptized  into  His  Death.  (945) 

WE  long  to  move  and  breathe  in  thee, 
Inspired  with  thine  own  breath, 
To  live  thy  life,  O  Lord,  and  be 
Baptized  into  thy  death. 

2  Thy  death  to  sin  we  die  below, 
But  we  shall  rise  in  love; 

We  here  are  planted  in  thy  woe, 
But  we  shall  bloom  above. 

3  A  bove  we  shall  thy  glory  share, 
As  vve  thy  cross  have  borne; 

E'en  we  shall  crowns  of  honor  wear, 
When  we  the  thorns  have  worn. 

483  Arlington.     C.   M. 

Baptism  of  Children.  (946) 

OUR  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer 
We  now  devote  to  thee; 
Let  them  thy  covenant  mercies  share, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 


336  THE  LIFE  BEYOND. 

2  In  early  days  their  hearts  secure 
From  worldly  snares,  we  pray; 

And  let  them  to  the  end  endure 
In  every  righteous  way. 

3  Grant  us  before  them,  Lord,  to  live 
In  holv  faith  and  fear; 

And  then  to  heaven  our  souls  receive 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

484  Thanatopsis.     S.  M. 

Dying,  not  Death.  (1088) 

IT  is  not  death  to  die, — 
To  leave  this  weary  road, 
And,  midst  the  brotherhood  on  high, 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake,  in  glorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  fling 
Aside  this  sinful  dust, 

And  rise,  on  strong  exulting  wing, 
To  live  among  the  just. 

4  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life! 
Thy  chosen  cannot  die; 

Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reign  with  thee  on  high. 

George  W.  Bethune,  1847. 

485  Thanatopsis.     S.  M. 

The  Crowning  Hour.  (1086) 

CERVANT  of  God,  well  done! 
U  Thy  glorious  warfare's  past; 
The  battle's  fought,  the  race  is  won, 
And  thou  art  crowned  at  last; — 


DEATH.  337 


2  Of  all  thy  heart's  desire 
Triumphantly  possessed; 

Lodged  by  the  ministerial  choir 
In  thy  Redeemer's  breast. 

3  In  condescending  love, 

Thy  ceaseless  prayer  he  heard, 
And  bade  thee  suddenly  remove 
To  thy  complete  reward. 

1  With  saints  enthroned  on  high, 
Thou  dost  thy  Lord  proclaim, 

And  still  to  God  salvation  cry, — 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb! 

Charles  We*lej. 

486  Thanatopsis.     S.  M. 

A  Utile  While.  (10*9) 

A   FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 

2  A  few  more  suns  shall  set 
O'er  these  dark  hills  of  time, 

And  we  shall  be  where  suns  are  not, 
A  far  serener  clime. 

3  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 
On  this  wild  rocky  shore, 

And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease. 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

4  A  few  more  struggles  here, 
A  few  more  partings  o'er, 

A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 


338  THE  LIFE   BEYOND. 

5  'Tis  but  a  little  while 
And  he  shall  come  again, 

Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 
That  we  with  him  may  reign. 

6  Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 
My  soul  for  that  great  day; 

Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

Horatiua  Bonar,  1856. 

487  St.  Sylvester.     8s  &  7s 

Death  Inevitable. 

DAYS  and  moments  quickly  flying 
Blend  the  living  with  the  dead; 
Soon  shall  we  who  sing  be  lying, 
Each  within  our  narrow  bed. 

2  Soon  our  souls  to  God  who  gave  them 
Will  have  sped  their  rapid  liight; 

Able  now  by  grace  to  save  them, 
Oh,  that  while  we  can  we  might. 

3  Jesus,  infinite  Redeemer, 
Maker  of  this  mighty  frame, 

Teach,  oh,  teach  us  to  remember 
What  we  are,  and  whence  we  came: — 

4  Whence  we  came,  and  whither  wending- 
Soon  we  must  through  darkness  go, 

To  inherit  bliss  unending, 
Or  eternity  of  woe.  r«.?.  Edward  ca«w«u,  i&4». 

As  the  tree  falls  so  must  it  lie; 
As  the  man  lives  so  will  he  die; 
As  the  man  dies,  such  must  he  be 
All  through  the  days  of  eternity. 

Amen. 


DEATH.  339 

488  St.  Sylvester.     8s  &  7s. 

Matthew  6: 10.  (1097) 

JESUS,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 
O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say, —  thy  will  be  done. 

'1  Though  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken; 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone; 
Thou  didst  give,  and  thou  hast  taken; 

Blessed  Lord, —  thy  will  be  done 

3  Though  to-day  we're  filled  with  mourning, 
Mercy  still  is  on  the  throne; 

With  thy  smiles  of  love  returning, 
We  can  sing  —  thy  will  be  done. 

4  By  thy  hands  the  boon  was  given, 
Thou  hast  taken  but  thine  own: 

Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 
Evermore, —  thy  will  be  done! 

Thomas  Hastings. 

489  Rest.     L.  M. 

Sleeping  in  Jesus.  (1077) 

A  SLEEP  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep, 
^  a.  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest; 
No  fear,  no  woes,  shall  dim  the  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Savior's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus!  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 


340  THE  L1FK   BEYOND. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus!  far  from  thee 
Fhy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
f3ut  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
Prom  whence  none  ever  wake  to  weep. 

Mrs.  Margaret  Mackaj,  1832. 

490  Rest.     L.  M. 

The  End  oj  that  Man  is  Peace.  (1078) 

HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away: 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys; 

w  7 

And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies! 

Mrs.  A.  L.  Barbauld.  1773. 

491  Rest.     L.  M. 

Death  and  Burial  of  a  Christian.         (iuaU) 

UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb; 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
Invades  thy  bounds;  no  mortal  woes 

Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 


DEATH.  S4i 

3  So  Jesus  slept;   God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed: 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 

The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade 

i  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn; 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust;  a  glorious  form 

Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

Isaac  Watts,  1734. 

492  Rest.     L.  M. 

The  Fading  Flower.  (1084\ 

CO  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower  — 
0  Frail  smiling  solace  of  an  hour! 
So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart? 
Spirit  of  grace!  be  ever  nigh, 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

2  Bid  gentle  patience  smile  on  pain, 
Till  dying  hope  shall  live  again; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

Anne  Steele,  1760 

493  China.     C.   M. 

IVe  Are  Confident.  (1067 

WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends. 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends. 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 

To  keep  us  from  our  love. 


342  THE   LIFE   BEYOND. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 

There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  scattered  all  the  gloom. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  be  blessed, 
And  softened  every  bed; 

Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  the  dying  Head? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  showed  our  feet  the  way; 

Up  to  the  Lord  we,  too,  shall  fly 
At  the  great  rising-day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 

Awake!  ye  nations  under  ground; 
Ye  saints!  ascend  the  skies. 

Isaac  Watta,  1707. 

494  China.     C.  M. 

Cheerful  Submission  to  Death.  (1065) 

A  ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
iJL  And  let  it  faint  or  die; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high — 

2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long-sought  rest; 

That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 
I  now  the  cross  sustain; 

And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  nam. 


DEATH.  343 

4  I  suffer  on  my  three-score  years, 

Till  my  Deliverer  come. 
And  wipes  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  takes  his  exile  home. 

Charle*  W«iler,  1759. 

495  China.     C.  M. 

Mourn  nig  with,  Hop*.  (1066) 

WHY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 
When  God  recalls  his  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe, 
For  an  immortal  crown? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 
Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 

Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 
And  they  are  fully  blest! 

They  fought  the  right,  the  victory  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

1  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow, — 

God  has  recalled  his  own; 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  woe, 

Still  say,  "Thy  will  be  done! " 

Wm.  H.  B»thurit.  1§?9, 

496  Frederick,     us. 

Death  Not  Fearful. 

I  WOULD  not  live  alway;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 
way; 
The  few  cloudy  mornings  that  dawn  on   us 

here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  ite 
che^r. 


Mi  THE   LIFE   BEYOND. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway;    no,  welcome  the 

tomb! 
Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the .  rivers  of    pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns; 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet, 
Their  Savior  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  tb«i 

SOUl?  W.  A.  Muhlenburg 

497         Thy  Will  Be  Done.     Chant 

Mark  14:36. 

"  'THY  will  be  |  done!  "||     In  devious  way 
1   The  hurrying  stream  of  |  life  may  |  run ; 

Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say,  | 
"Thy  will  be  |  done." 

2  "  Thy  will  be  |  done!  "||     If  o'er  us  shine 
A  gladdening  and  a  |  prosperous  |  sun,|| 
This  prayer  will  make  it  more  divine —  | 

"Thy  will  be  |  done!" 

3  "Thy  will  be  |  done!  "||     Tho'  shrouded  o'er 
Our  I  path  with  |  gloom,  |  one  comfort,  one 
I*  ours: — to  breathe,  while  we  adore,  | 

"Thy  will  be  I  done." 

Sir  J.  Bowring,  1825. 


DEATH.  345 

498  Shining  Shore.     8s  &  7s.     Trochaic. 

On  Jordan's  Strand.  (1146) 

MY  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

Cho. — For,  oh!  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand. 
Our  friends  are  passing  over; 
And,  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear ! 
Our  heav'nly  home  discerning; 

Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, — 
"Let  ev'ry  lamp  be  burning." 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 
We  need  not  cease  our  singing; 

That  perfect  rest  none  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

4:  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever; 
Our  King  says, — "Come!"  and  there's  our  home. 

Forever,  oh!  forever! 

David  Nelson,  1855. 

499  Shining  Shore.     8s  &   7s.    Trochaic. 

Wayfarers.  (1H7) 

WAYFARERS  in  the  wilderness, 
By  morn,  and  noon,  and  even, 
Day  after  day,  we  journey  on, 
With  weary  feet  toward  heaven. 

Oho. — O  land  above!  O  land  of  love! 
The  glory  shineth  o'er  thee; 
O  Christ,  our  King!  in  mercy  bring 
Us  thither,  we  implore  thee! 


346  THE   LIFE   BEYOND, 

2  By  day  the  cloud  before  us  goes, 
By  night  the  cloud  of  tire, 

To  guide  us  o'er  the  trackless  waste, 
To  Canaan  ever  nigher. 

3  The  sea  was  riven  from  our  feet, 
And  so  shall  be  the  river; 

And,  by  the  King's  highway  brought  home, 
We'll  praise  his  name  forever: 

Alexander  R.  Thompson,  1^69. 

500  Nearer  Home.     6s 

A  Solemn   Thought.  (1139) 

ONE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er; 
I'm  nearer  home  to-day 
Than  e'er  I've  been  before. 

Cho. — I'm  nearer  my  home,  nearer  my  home, 
Nearer  my  home  to-day; 
Yes,  nearer  my  home  in  heav'n  to-day, 
Than  ever  I've  been  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house 
Where  the  blest  mansions  be; 

Nearer  the  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  where  we 
Must  lay  our  burdens  down. 

Nearer  to  leave  the  cross, 
Nearer  to  gain  the  crown. 

4  The  waves  of  that  deep  sea 
Roll  dark  before  my  sight, 

But  break,  the  other  side, 
Upon  a  shore  of  light 


DEATH.  347 

5  Oh!  if  my  mortal  feet 

Have  almost  gamed  the  brink, 
If  1  am  nearer  home 
To-day  than  e'en  I  think, 

6  Father!  perfect  my  trust, 
That  I  may  rest,  in  death, 

On  Christ,  my  Lord,  alone, 
And  thus  resign  my  breath.    Phoeb€  rary,  i«.v>  a. 

501  Consolation.     P.  M. 

The  Death  of  a  Child. 

THERE   is  no  rlock,  however  watched   and 
tended, 
But  one  dead  lamb  is  there! 
There  is  no  tireside,  howsoe'er  defended, 

But  has  one  vacant  chair! 
The  air  is  full  of  farewells  to  the  dying, 

And  mournings  for  the  dead; 
The  heart  of  Rachel  for  her  children  crying 
Will  not  be  comforted! 

2  Let  us  be  patient,  these  severe  afflictions 
Not  from  the  ground  arise, 

But  oftentimes  celestial  benedictions 

Assume  this  dark  disguise. 
We  see  but  dimly  thro'  the  mists  and  vapors, 

Amid  these  earthly  damps, 
W7hat  seem  to  us  but  sad,  funereal  tapers, 

May  be  heav'ns  distant  lamps. 

3  She  is  not  dead,  the  child  of  our  affection, 
But  gone  unto  that  school 

Where  she  no  longer  needs  our  poor  protection, 

And  Christ  himself  doth  rule. 
In  that  great  cloister's  stillness  and  seclusion, 

By  guardian  angels  led, 
Safe  from  temptation,  safe  from  sin's  pollution, 

Sk e  lives  whcm  ^  6  call  dead. 


348  THE   LIFE    BEYOND. 

1  And  tho'  at  times,  impetuous  with  emotion, 

And  anguish  long  suppressed, 
The  swelling  heart  heaves  moaning  like  the 

ocean 
That  cannot  be  at  rest: 
We  will  be  patient — and  assuage  the  feeling 

We  cannot  whollv  stav, 
By  silence  sanctifying,  not  concealing 

The  grief  that  must  have  way. 

Henry  W.  Longfellow,  ISO. 

502  Peace,  Be  Still.     P.  M. 

Submission. 

DEACE,  be  still! 

1  In  this  night  of  sorrow  bow; 
Oh,  my  heart,  contend  not  thou; 

What  befalls  is  God's  own  will; 
Peace,  be  still! 

2  Hold  thee  still! 

Tho'  the  Father  scourge  thee  sore, 

Cling  thou  to  him  all  the  more; 
Let  him  mercy's  work  fulfill; 
Hold  thee  still! 

3  Lord,  my  God! 

Give  me  grace,  that  I  may  be 

Thy  true  child,  and  silently 
Own  thy  scepter  and  thy  rod ; 
Lord,  my  God! 

4  Shepherd  mine! 

From  thy  fullness  give  me  still 

Faith  to  do  and  bear  thy  will 
Till  the  morning  light  shall  shine; 
Shepherd  mine  I 

Schiller. 


DEATH.  349 

503  Rest,  Weary  Pilgrim,      ios. 

Death  of  a  Christian. 

REST,  weary  pilgrim,  thy  journey  is  o'er, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest,  on  the  beautiful  shore; 
Safely  at  last  thou  hast  reached  the  bright  goal, 
Fatherland,  home  of  the  soul. 

* 

2  Never  again  shall  thy  storm-beaten  breast 
Sigh,  deeply  sigh,  for  the  sweet  "land  of  rest/' 

Gone  to  the  Savior's  bright  mansion  above, 
Rest  in  the  light  of  his  love. 

3  Rest,  weary  pilgrim,  thy  journey  is  o'er, 
Rest,  sweetly  rest,  on  the  beautiful  shore; 

Dangers  and  troubles  shall  harm  thee  no  mere, 
Rest  on  the  beautiful  shore. 

Maria  Straub. 

504  As  Fade  the  Stars.     P.  M 

The  Life  of  the  Departed. 

AS  fade  the  stars  at  morn  away, 
Their  glory  gone  in  perfect  day, 
So  pass  away  the  friends  we  love, 
Their  presence  lost  in  worlds  above, 

While  we  o'er  their  slumbers  are  weeping. 

2  As  sink  the  stars  when  night  is  o'er, 
To  rise  upon  some  other  shore, 

So  sink  our  precious  ones  from  sight, 
In  other  skies  to  walk  in  light, 
While  we  sorrow's  vigils  are  keeping. 

3  Xo  more  in  east,  or  in  the  west, 
Fade  they  from  sight,  or  sink  to  rest; 
Fixed  firm,  in  that  celestial  air, 
They  radiant  shine  eternal  there; 

Our  hearts  up  to  meet  them  fond  leaping. 

J.  E.  Raukiu,  D.  U. 


350  THE   LIFE   BE  YON  ft. 

505  Nettie.     5s  &  gs. 

Consolation. 

MIDST  ©orrow  and  care 
There's  one  that  is  near, 
And  ever  delights  to  relieve  us. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  our  Friend, 
On  whom  we  depend 

For  life  and  for  all  its  rich  blessings. 

3  When  trouble  assails, 
His  love  never  fails; 

He  meets  us  with  sweet  consolation. 

506  Meribah.     C.  P.  M. 

Pleading  for  Acceptance.  (1H4) 

WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come, 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 
Shall  I  among  them  stand? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  thy  right  hand? 

2  I  love  to  meet  thy  people  now, 
Before  thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all; 
But — can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought? — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 
When  thou  for  them  shalt  call? 

3  O  Lord,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace; 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this  th1  accepted  day; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 


JUDGMENT.  351 

4  And  when  the  final  trump  shall  sound, 
Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 

To  bow  before  thy  face; 
Then  in  triumphant  strains  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  praise  of  sovereign  grace. 

Mrs.  Selina  Shirley,  1772 

507  Meribah.     C.  P.  M. 

Present  and  Future  Realities.  (1H5) 

LO!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
Between  two  boundless  seas  I  stand, — 
Yet  how  insensible! 
A  point  of  time  —  a  moment's  space — 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell! 

2  O  God!  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late! 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
To  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure! 

4  Then  Savior!  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  the  earth,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 

Charles  Wesley,  1749. 


352  THE    LIFE   BEYOND. 

508  Marlow.     C.  M. 

Certainty  of  Judgment.  (1103; 

rPIIAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
1    Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  the  Judge 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

'1  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 

Pronounce  the  sound,  "Depart!" 

3  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  dreadful  station  where 

I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

4:  Oh,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands; 
Showr  me  some  promise  in  thy  book 

Where  my  salvation  stands. 

Isaac  Watts,  1707. 

509  Judgment.     C.   M. 

The  Judgment  Day.  (1106) 

A  ND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought. 
^A  And  answer  in  that  day, 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  wrord  I  say? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 
Shall  shortly  be  made  knowm, 

And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  I  ought  to  live!     - 
With  what  religious  fear, 

Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  mv  behavior  here. 


ETERNITY    AND    HEAVEN.  353 

1  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestowr; 
So  shall  I  to  iny  ways  take  heed, 

To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

Charlae  Wesley. 


510  i£wing.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

The  New  Jerusalem. 

T  ERUS  ALEM,  the  golden, 
J    With  milk  and  honey  blest! 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 
Sink  heart  and  voice  oppressed: 

1  knowr  not,  oh,  I  know  not, 
What  social  joys  are  there, 

What  radiancy  of  glory, 

What  light  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 
All  jubilant  with  song, 

And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 
And  all  the  martyr  throng; 

The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 
The  daylight  is  serene; 

The  pastures  of  the  blessed 
Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 


3  There  is  the  throne  of  David; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  song  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  shout  of  them  that  feast; 
And  they  who,  with  their  Leader, 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 


Bernard  of  Cluuy,  114*. 
J.  M.  Nc*ie.  {/".,  1751. 


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354  THE -LIFE   BEYOND. 

511  Swing.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

Paradise  of  Jo  v. 

UOR  thee,  O  dear,  dear  country, 

1  Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep; 
For  very  love,  beholding 

Thy  happy  name,  they  weep. 
The  mention  of  thy  glory 

Is  unction  to  the  breast, 
And  medicine  in  sickness, 

And  love,  and  life,  and  rest. 

2  Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country. 
The  home  of  God's  elect! 

Oh,  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest: 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Bernard  of  Ciuoy,  1H5. 
J.  M.  Nm1«,  it.,  1761. 

512  Immanuel's   Land.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

In  ImmanueV s  Land. 

'THE  sands  of  time  are  wasting, 
1    The  dawn  of  heaven  breaks; 
The  summer  morn  I've  sighed  for, 

The  fair,  sweet  morn  awakes. 
Oh,  dark  hath  been  the  midnight, 

But  day-spring  is  at  hand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

2  Oh,  Christ,  he  is  the  fountain, 

The  deep,  sweet  well  of  love; 
The  streams  of  earth  I've  tasted, 

Mure  deep  I'll  drink  aSove. 


ETERNITY   AND   HEAVEN.  35.') 

There,  to  an  ocean  fullness, 

His  mercy  doth  expand, 
And  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  immanuel's  land. 

3  Oh,  I  am  my  Beloved's, 

And  my  Beloved's  mine; 
He  brings  a  poor,  vile  sinner 

Into  his  house  divine. 
T'ponthe  Rock  of  Ages 

My  soul,  redeemed,  shall  stand, 
Where  glory,  glory  dwelleth 

In  Immanuel's  land. 

Aunie  Ross  Cousin.  1857. 

513     Immanuel's  Land.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

Heb.  11:  14. 

JERUSALEM,  the  glorious! 
J    The  glory  of  th'  elect, — 
( )  dear  and  future  vision 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
Ev'n  now  by  faith  I  see  thee, 

Ev'n  here  thy  walls  discern; 
To  thee  my  thoughts  are  kindled, 

And  strive,  and  pant,  and  yearn! 

2  The  cross  is  all  thy  splendor, 
The  Crucified,  thy  praise; 

His  laud  and  benediction 

Thy  ransomed  people  raise; — 
Jerusalem!  exulting 

On  that  securest  shore, 
I  hope  thee,  wish  thee,  sing  thee, 

And  love  thee  evermore! 

3  O  sweet  and  blessed  country! 
Shall  I  e'er  see  thy  face? 

O  sweet  and  blessed  country! 
Shall  I  e'er  win  thy  grace? — 


356  THE  'LIFE    BEYOND. 

J'^xult,  O  dust  and  ashes! 

The  Lord  shall  be  thy  part; 
His  only,  his  forever, 

Thou  shalt  be,  and  thou  art! 


Bernard  of  Hun'     1H5. 
J.  M.  Neale,  f.  W57 


514  Varina.     C.  M.  D. 

The  Heavenly  Canaan.  C*J]Q 

rPHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
1    Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never- withering  flowers; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides, 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

2  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 
But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 

3  O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 
Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 

And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 

With  un beclouded  eyes — 
Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Isaac   Waits.  1709 


ETERNITY   AND   HEAVEN.  357 

515  Varina.     C.  M.  D. 

Heavenly  Rest  in  Anticipation  (1118) 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 
Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  tierv  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

2  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall — 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 
There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soui 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Isaac  V    <ts,  1707. 

516  Varina.     C.  M.   D. 

The  Society  of  Heaven.  (1126) 

JERUSALEM!  my  glorious  horn  \ 
J    Name  ever  dear  to  me! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  *  id, 

In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 
When  shall  these  eyes  thy  he'  /en-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvatior,  strong, 

And  streets  of  shining  geld? 

2  Oh,  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  a^end, 
Where  congregations     fe'er  break  up, 

And  Sabbaths  ha'     no  end? 


358  THE   LIFE   BEYOND. 

There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know: 
Rlest  seats!  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 

I  onward  press  to  you. 


o 


Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 

And  realms  of  endless  dav. 
Jerusalem!  my  glorious  home! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 
Then  shall  mv  labors  have  an  end, 

When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

Francis  Baker  (?).  1801. 


517  Over  There.     P.  M. 

The  Home  Over  There.  (1141 

OH,  think  of  the  home  over  there, 
By  the  side  of  the  river  of  light, 
Where  the  saints  all  immortal  and  fair, 
Are  robed  in  their  garments  of  white. 

Ref. — Over  there,  over  there, 

Oh,  think  of  the  home  over  there; 
Over  there,  over  there,  over  there. 
Oh,  think  of  the  home  over  there. 

2  Oh,  think  of  the  friends  over  there, 
Who  before  us  the  journey  have  trod, 

Of  the  songs  that  they  breathe  on  the  air. 
In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God. 

Ref. — Over  there,  over  there, 

Oh,  think  of  the  friends  over  there; 
Over  there,  over  there,  over  there. 
Oh,  think  of  the  friends  over  there. 


ETERNITY    AND    HEAVEN.  **»9 

3  My  Savior  is  now  over  there, 

There  mv  kindred  and  friends  are  at  r*#«t; 
Then  away  from  my  sorrow  and  care, 
Let  me  fly  to  the  land  of  the  blest. 

Ref. — Over  there,  over  there, 

My  Savior  is  now  over  ther^- 
Over  there,  over  there,  over  ther  . 
My  Savior  is  now  over  there. 

4  I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there, 
For  the  end  of  my  journey  I  see; 

Many  dear  to  my  heart,  over  there, 
Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me. 

Ref. — Over  there,  over  there, 

I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there; 
Over  there,  over  there,  over  there. 
I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there. 

Rev.  D.  W\  C.  Hunt*ngto*- 

518  Sweet  By  and   By.     P.  M 

The  Other  Side.  (115C* 

rPHERE'S  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day 
1    And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar; 
For  the  Father  waits  over  the  wav, 
To  prepare  us  a  dwelling-place  there- 

Cho. — In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore: 

In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 

We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore 
The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest, 

And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more, 
Not  i  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 


360  THE   LIFE   BEYOND. 

3  To  our  bountiful  Father  above 
We  will  offer  the  tribute  of  praise, 

For  the  glorious  gift  of  his  love, 
And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our  days. 

4  We  shall  rest  on  that  beautiful  shore, 
In  the  joys  of  the  saved  we  shall  share; 

All  our  pilgrimage  toil  will  be  o'er, 
And  the  conqueror's  crown  we  shall  wear. 

5  We  shall  meet,  we  shall  sing,  we  shall  rei^n, 
In  the  land  where  the  saved  never  die; 

We  shall  rest,  free  from  sorrow  and  pain, 
Safe  at  home  in  the  sweet  by  and  by. 

S.  P.  Bennett. 


5"  9         Rest  for  the  Weary.     8s  &  7s. 

Sweet  Fields  of  Eden.  (1148) 

IX  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest; 
There  my  Savior's  gone  before  me 
To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 

Cho. — There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 

On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
.  .  In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 

Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 

There  is  rest  for  von. 

f,  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient, 

In  that  holy,  happy  land. 


KTKRNJTV   AND    HEAVEN.  361 

3  ¥Rxn  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 
Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share; 

But,  in  that  celestial  center, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquishort 
And  His  sting  shall  be  withdrawn; 

Shout  for  gladness,  oh,  ye  ransomed1 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn 

5  Sing,  oh!  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory 
Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go; 

Zion's  gate  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  rind  an  entrance  through. 

William  HuuU     1  <J1 

620         Rest  for  the  Weary.     8s  &  7s. 

Deut.  12:  9.  itl«^ 

THIS  is  not  my  place  of  resting, — 
Mine's  a  city  yet  to  come; 
Onward  to  it  I  am  hasting — 
On  to  my  eternal  home. 

2  In  it  all  is  light  and  glory; 
O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day; 

Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All  the  curse  hath  passed  away; 

3  There  the  Lamb,  our  Shepherd,  leads  us 
By  the  streams  of  life  along — 

On  the  freshest  pastures  feeds  us, 
Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 

4  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary, 
Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain; 

Never  more  are  sad  or  wreary, 
Never,  never  sin  again! 

H.  Booar. 


362  THK   LIFE   BFA'OND. 

521  Woodland.     C.  M. 

Heaven's  Joys.  (H21) 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

1      To  mourning  wand'rers  giv'n; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  ev'ry  wounded  breast — 
'Tis  found  above — in  heav'n. 


2  There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed, 
'Tis  fair  as  breath  of  even; 

A  couch  for  weary  mortals  spread. 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching  head, 
And  find  repose — in  heav'n. 

3  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driv'n; 

When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear — but  heav'n. 

4  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  giv'n; 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  riy, 
And  all  serene — in  heav'n. 

Wm.  R.  Tappan.  182* 

522  Going  Home.     L.  M. 

Joyful  Prospect. 

A  TY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair; 
1V1  Nor  pain  nor  death  can  enter  there; 
Its  ghtt'ring  towers  the  sun  outshine; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 

Cho. — I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more, 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 


BTERNITY    AND    HEAVEN.  303 

-  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high; 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky; 
When  from  this  earthly  prison  free, 
That  heavenlv  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

■ 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 
Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erllow, 
Be  mine  a  happier  lot,  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

1  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine 

All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

Rev.  William  Hunter. 

523  Sweet   Home.      us. 

The  Eternal  Home.  (1142) 

'VTID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  com 
1M  plaints, 

How   sweet   to   mv   soul    is   communion   with 

4- 

saints; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room. 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

Cho. — Home!  home!  sweet,  sweet  home! 

Prepare  me,  dear  Savior,  for  glory,  my 
home. 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 

peace, 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus  whose  love  cannot 

cease, 
Tho'  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory  at  home. 

3  1  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free. 
Which  hinders  my   joy  and   communion  with 

thee; 


364  THE   LIFE   BEYOND. 

Tho'   now   my   temptations    like  billows  may 

foam. 
All,  all  will  be  peace  when  I'm  with  thee  at 

home. 

4  While  here  in  the  vallev  of  conflict  I  star. 
Oh,  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  aaj 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come. 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

David  Denhani,  J&J&, 

524  We   Shall  Meet.     P.   M. 

The  Joy/ u I  Anticipation. 

AVE  shall  meet  beyond  the  river, 
>  >    By  and  by,  by  and  by; 
And  the  darkness  shall  be  over, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by; 
With  the  toilsome  journey  done, 

And  the  glorious  battle  won, 
We  shall  shine  forth  as  the  sun, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by. 

2  We  shall  strike  the  harps  of  glory, 
By  and  by.  by  and  by. 

We  shall  sing  redemption's  story. 

Bv  and  bv.  bv  and  bv; 
And  the  strains  for  evermore 

Shall  resound  in  sweetness  o'er 
Yonder  everlasting  shore, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by. 

3  We  shall  see  and  be  like  Jesus. 
By  and  by,  by  and  by; 

Who  a  crown  of  life  will  give  us, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by; 
And  the  angels  who  fulfil. 

All  the  mandates  of  his  will 
Shall  attend,  and  love  us  sti]l 

By  and  by,  by  and  by. 


ETERNITY   AND    HEAVEN.  365 

4  There  our  tears  shall  all  cease  flowing, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by; 
And  with  sweetest  rapture  knowing, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by; 
All  the  blest  ones  who  have  gone 

To  the  land  of  life  and  song, — 
We  with  shoutings  shall  rejoin, 

By  and  by,  by  and  by. 

Rev.  John  Atkluioa. 

525    Deliverance  Will  Come.     7s  &  6s 

The  Conquering  Pilgrim. 

I   SAW  a  way-worn  trav'ler, 
In  tattered  garments  clad, 
And  struggling  up  the  mountain, 

It  seemed  that  he  was  sad; 
His  back  was  laden  heavy, 

His  strength  was  almost  gone, 
Yet  he  shouted  as  he  journeyed, 
Deliverance  will  come 

Ref. — Then  palms  of  victory,  crowns  of  glory, 
Palms  of  victory  I  shall  wear. 

2  The  summer  sun  was  shining, 
The  sweat  was  on  his  brow, 

His  garments  worn  and  dusty, 

His  step  seemed  very  slow; 
But  he  kept  pressing  onward, 

For  he  was  wending  home; 
Still  shouting  as  he  journeyed, 

Deliverance  will  come. 

3  The  songsters  in  the  arbor 
That  stood  beside  the  way 

Attracted  his  attention, 
Inviting  his  delay; 


3CG  THb;  MPE    BEYOND. 

His  watchword  being  "Onward," 

He  stopped  hi*  ears  and  run, 
Still  shouting  as  he  journeyed, 

Deliverance  will  come. 

4  I  saw  him  in  the  evening, 
The  sun  was  bending  low, 

I  IV  d  overtopped  the  mountain 

And  reached  the  vale  below; 
He  saw  the  golden  city, — 

His  everlasting  home, — 
And  shouted  loud,  Hosanna, 

Deliverance  will  come! 

5  While  gazing  on  that  city, 
Just  o'er  the  narrow  flood, 

A  band  of  holy  angels 

Came  from  the  throne  of  God, 
They  bore  him  on  their  pinions 

Safe  o'er  the  dashing  foam, 
And  joined  him  m  his  triumph, — 

Deliverance  has  come! 

G  1  heard  the  song  of  triumph 

They  sang  upon  that  shore, 
Saying,  Jesus  has  redeemed  us 

To  suffer  nevermore: 
Then,  casting  his  eyes  backward 

On  the  race  which  be  had  run, 
He  shouted  loud,  Hosanna, 

Deliverance  has  come!  j,  B.  Mautvtaa 

526  Home  of  the  Soul.     P.   M 

The  Beautiful  Land. 

I  WILL  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful  land, 
The  far  away  home  of  the  soul; 
Where  no  storms  ever  beat  on  the  glittering 

strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternitv  roll. 


ETKKN1TY    AND   HEAVEN.  3C7 

'l  Oh,  that  home  of  the  soul,  in  mv  visions  and 
dreams 

Its  bright  jasper  walls  1  can. see; 
Till  I  fancy  but  thinly  the  veil  intervenes 

Between  the  fair  city  and  me. 

tii  That  unchangeable  home  is  for  you  and  for 
me, 
Where  Jesus  of  Nazareth  stands, 
The  King  ot  all  kingdoms  forever  is  he, 
And  he  hoideth  our  crowns  in  his  hands. 

1  Oh,  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beautiful 

J  and, 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain; 
With  songs  on  our  lips  and  with  harps  in  our 

hands, 
To  meet  one  another  again. 

Mrs.  Ellen  H.  Gates. 

527      Forever  with  the  Lord.     S.  M.  D. 

Eternal  Blessedness.  1134) 

"  UOREVER  with  the  Lord! " 

1    Amen,  so  let  it  be; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  rn  that  word, 

Tis  immortality. 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 

A  day's  march  nearer  home; 
Nearer  home,  nearer  home, 

A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

2  My  Father's  house  on  high, 
Home  of  my  soul,  how  near, 

At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear. 


368  TJVE  LIFE   BEYOND. 

Ah !  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints — 

Jerusalem  above; 
Home  above,  home  above, 

Jerusalem  above. 

3  Yet  doubts  still  intervene, 

And  all  my  comfort  flies; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 

Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 
Anon  the  clouds  depart, 

The  wind  and  wraters  cease, 
While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened  heart 

Expands  the  bow  of  peace; 
Bow  of  peace,  bow  of  peace, 

Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 

James  Montgomery,  1833. 


528  On  Jordan's  Stormy  Banks.     C,  M. 

The  Pleasing  Prospect.  (1117; 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  posoessions  lie. 

Cho. — We  will  rest  in  the  fair  and  happy  land, 
Just  across  on  the  evergreen  shore, 
Sing  the  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamo, 
by  and  by, 
And  dwell  with  Jesus  evermore 

2  O'er  all  those  wide -extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns 

And  scatters  night  away. 


ETERNITY    AN!)    HEAVEN.  366 

:\  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

4  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay; 
Tho*  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 

Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

•Samuel  Stenuett,  1767 

529  Shall  We  Gather.     8s  &  7s. 

The  River  of  Life. 

SHALL  we  gather  at  the  river 
Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod; 
With  its  crvstal  tide  forever 
Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God. 

Cho. — Yes,  we'll  gather  at  the  river, 

The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river, — 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
That  flows  bv  the  throne  of  God. 

2  On  the  margin  of  the  river 
Washing  up  its  silver  spray. 

We  will  walk  and  worship  ever, 
All  the  happy,  golden  day. 

3  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river 
Lay  we  ev'ry  burden  down; 

Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver, 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 

4  At  the  smiling  of  the  river 
Mirror  of  the  Savior's  face, 

Saints  whom  death  will  never  sevtr 
Lift  their  songs  of  saving  grace. 

24 


370  THE   LIFE   BEYOND. 

5  Soon  we'll  reach  the  silver  river, 

Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease; 
Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 

With  the  melody  of  peace.  Robert  Lowry 

530  The  Future.     8s  &  7s.     D. 

The  Future  in  God's  Hands. 

OH,  I  often  sit  and  ponder, 
When  the  sun  is  sinking  low, 
Where  shall  yonder  future  rind  me? 

Does  but  God  in  heaven  know'.' 
Shall  I  be  among  the  living? 
Shall  I  be  among  the  free? 
Wheresoever  my  path  be  leading, 
Savior,  keep  my  heart  with  thee. 

Cho. — Oh,  the  future  lies  before  me, 
And  I  know  not  where  I'll  be; 
But  where'er  my  path  be  leading, 
Savior,  keep  my  heart  with  thee. 

2  Shall  I  be  at  work  for  Jesus, 
Whilst  he  leads  me  by  the  hand, 

And  to  those  around  be  saying, 
Come  and  join  this  happy  band? 

Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
Come,  his  faithful  foll'wer  be; 

Oh,  where'er  my  path  be  leading, 
Savior,  keep  my  heart  with  thee. 

3  But  perhaps  my  work  for  Jesus 
Soon  in  future  may  be  done, 

All  my  earthly  trials  ended, 

And  mv  crown  in  heaven  won; 
Then  forever  with  the  ransomed 

Thro'  eternitv  I'd  be 
Chanting  hymns  to  him  who  bo't  me 

With  his  blood,  shed  on  a  tree. 

Miss  Jennk-^tout. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  371 

531       Going   Home  at  Last.     7s  &  6s. 

The  Aged  Christian's  Delight. 

THE  evening  shades  are  falling, 
The  sun  is  sinking  fast: 
The  Holy  One  is  calling, 
We're  going  home  at  last. 

Oho. — Going  home  at  last; 
Going  home  at  last; 
The  march  will  soon  be  over, 
We're  going  home  at  last. 

2  The  road's  been  long  and  dreary, 
The  toils  came  thick  and  fast; 

In  body  weak  and  weary, 
Were  going  home  at  last. 

3  We  now  are  nearing  heaven, 
And  soon  shall  be  at  rest; 

Our  crowns  will  soon  be  given, 
We're  going  home  at  last. 

4  Oh,  praise  the  Lord  forever, 
Our  sorrows  are  all  past; 

We'll  part  no  more,  no,  never; 
We  are  at  home  at  last. 

Rey.  W  .  Gossett. 


532  The  Sweet  Story.     P.  M. 

Christ's  Delight  in  Children. 

I  THINK  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  his 
fold, 
1  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 


372  MTSCELLANEOUa 

Ref. — I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them 

then; 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with   them 

then ; 
How  he  called  little  children  as  iambs 

to  his  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with    them 

then. 

J  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on 
my  head, 
His  arms  had  been  thrown  around  me. 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  his  kind   look 
when  he  said, 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

Ref. — "Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me," 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  i 
And  that  I  might  have  seen   his  kind 

look  when  he  said, 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  n 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love; 
And  if  I  now  earnestlv  seek  him  below, 

I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above. 

Rep. — I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  abow. 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above. 
And  if  I  now  earnestly  seek  him  below. 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above. 

Mrs.  Jemima  Lake,  1841. 

533  Siloam.     C.   M. 

Ch  ildh  ood  Piety .  ( 1 1  feO ) 

BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 
How  fair  the  lily  grows! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewv  rose! 


MISCELLANEOUS.  373 

2  Lo!  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 
The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 

Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  P>v  cool  Si  loam's  shadv  rill 

•  *■ 

The  hlv  must  decav; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

i  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  pow'r. 

And  stormy  passions  rage. 

Regiuald  Hrber,  1812. 

534  Swanwick.     C.   M. 

A  New  House  of  Worship.  (1176) 

(^OD  of  the  universe!  to  thee 
X  This  sacred  house  we  rear, 
And  now,  with  songs  and  bended  knee, 
Invoke  thy  presence  here. 

2  Long  may  this  echoing  dome  resound 
The  praises  of  thy  name, 

These  hallowed  walls  to  all  around 
The  Triune  God  proclaim. 

3  Here  let  thy  love,  thy  presence  dwell; 
Thy  glory  here  make  known; 

Thy  people's  home,  oh!  come  and  fill, 
And  seal  it  as  thine  own. 

4  And,  when  the  last  long  Sabbath  morn 
Upon  the  just  shall  rise, 

May  all  who  own  thee  here  be  borne 
To  mansions  in  the  skies. 

Mill  Marj  O- ,  1ML 


.')7i  MISCELLANEOUS. 

535  Swanwick.     C.   M. 

Church  Opening. 

ARISE,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 
And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
Lo!  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  owned  and  blest. 

2  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train. 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word; 

All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford 

3  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows. 
Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread; 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
And  rill  thy  poor  with  bread 

4  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  Anointed  shine; 

Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

5  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne, 
And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 

Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown. 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

Isaac  "Watt*.- 

536  Swanwick.     C.  M. 

Temperance  Meeting.  (1186) 

''PIS  thine  alone,  almighty  Name, 

I    To  raise  the  dead  to  life, 
The  lost  inebriate  to  reclaim 
From  passion's  fearful  strife. 

2  What  ruin  hath  intemperance  wrought, 

How  widelv  roll  its  waves! 
How  many  myriads  hath  it  brought 

To  till  dishonored  graved! 


MISCELLANEOT  375 

3  And  Bee,  O  Lord!  what  numbers  still 

Are  maddened  by  the  bowl. 
Led  captive  at  the  tyrant's  will, 

In  bondage  heart  and  soul! 

1  Stretch  forth  thy  hand,  O  God,  our  King! 
And  break  the  galling  chain; 

1  >ehverance  to  the  captive  bring, 

And  end  th'  usurper's  reign. 

5  The  cause  of  Temperance  is  thine  own, 

Our  plans  and  efforts  bless; 
We  trust,  O  Lord!  in  thee  alone 

To  crown  them  with  success. 

Edwin  F.  Hatfield,  1872. 

537  Let  Us  Arise.     P.  M. 

Moral  Re  for  vis. 

DO    you    slumber    in    your    tent,    Christian 
soldier, 
While  the  foe  is  spreading  woe  thro'  the  lana? 
Do  you  note  his  rising  pow'r, 
Growing  bolder  ev'ry  hour? 

Will  he  not  our  land  devour  while  vou  stand? 

Cho. — Let  us  arise,  all  unite! 

Let  us  arise  in  our  might! 
Let  us  arise!  speak  for  God  and  the  right. 
Tho'  our  numbers  may  be  few, 
God  will  lead  us  grandly  thro' 
And  our  arms  with  strength  endue  by 
his  might. 

2  Can  you  sleep  while  homes  are  rent,  Christian 

soldier? 

Are  not  heavens  turned  to  hells  by  his  pow'r? 
Mark  you  not  the  mother's  sigh? 
Hear  you  not  the  children's  cry? 

See  you  not  their  loved  ones  die  ev'ry  hour9 


376  MISCELLANEOUS, 

3  Can    you    linger    in    your    tent,    Christian 
soldier? 
Satan's  smiling  o'er  your  idle  delay 
Thousands  perish  while  you  wait, 
While  you  counsel  and  debate; 
Heed   vou    not    their    awful    fate    as    thev 
stray? 

i  Let  us  rise  in  holv  wrath,  Christian  soldiers. 
Crush  the  evil  'neath  the  heel  of  our  might ! 

Counting  cost,  no  longer  wait: 

Forward,  manhood  of  the  state! 
For  in  God  your  strength  is  great  for  the 
right. 

E.  S.  Loren 


538  Webb.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

The  Temperance  Banner.  (1192) 

TTNFURL  the  Temp'rance  Banner 
U    And  fling  it  to  the  breeze, 
And  let  the  glad  hosanna 

Sweep  over  land  and  seas; 
To  God  be  all  the  glory 

For  what  we  now  behold — 
Oh,  let  the  cheering  story 

In  everv  ear  be  told. 

2  The  arunkara  shall  not  perish 

In  Alcohol's  dire  chain. 
But  wife  and  children  cherish 

Within  his  home  again; 
And  sobered  men,  repenting, 

Will  bow  at  Jesus'  feet. 
Their  thankful  hearts  relenting 

Before  the  mercy-seat. 


MISCELLANEOUS.  377 

3  A  new-waked  zeal  is  burning 

In  this  and  every  land, 
And  thousands  now  are  turning 

To  join  our  temp'rance  band; 
The  light  of  truth  is  shining 

In  many  a  darkened  soul; 
Ere  long  its  rays  combining 

Will  blaze  from  pole  to  pole. 

539  Webb.     7s  &  6s.     D. 

The  Crystal  Fountain.  fllfl.l) 

UROM  brightest  crystal  fountain 

1  That  flows  in  beauty  free, 
By  shady  hill  and  mountain 

Fill  high  the  cup  for  me! 
Sing  of  the  sparkling  waters, 

Sing  of  the  cooling  spring — 
Let  freedom's  sons  and  daughters 

Their  joyous  tribute  bring. 

2  From  many  a  happy  dwelling 
Late  misery's  dark  abode, 

The  joyous  peal  is  swelling — 

The  hymn  of  praise  to  God, 
Glad  songs  are  now  ascending 

From  many  a  thankful  heart, 
Hope,  Joy,  and  Peace  are  blending, 

And  each  their  aid  impart. 

3  We'll  join  the  tuneful  chorus 
And  raise  our  song  on  high! 

The  cheering  view  before  us 

Delights  the  raptured  eye; 
The  glorious  cause  is  gaining 

New  strength  from  day  to  day, 
The  drunkard  host  is  waning 

Before  cold  water's  sway. 


378  MISCELLANEOUS. 

540  Hebron.     L.  M. 

Corner-Stone  Laying.  (H78) 

\  N  earthly  temple  here  we  raise, 
A  Lord  God,  our  Savior!  to  thy  praise; 
Oh!  make  thy  gracious  presence  known, 
While  now  we  lay  its  corner-stone. 

2  Within  the  house  thy  servants  rear, 
Deign  by  thy  Spirit  to  appear; 

On  all  its  walls  salvation  write, 
From  corner-stone  to  topmost  height. 

3  And  when  this  temple,  "made  with  hands," 
Upon  its  firm  foundation  stands, 

Oh!  may  we  all  with  loving  heart, 
In  nobler  building  bear  a  part, 

4  Where  every  polished  stone  shall  be 
A  human  soul  won  back  to  thee; 

All  resting  upon  Christ  alone, — 
The  chief  and  precious  Corner-Stone. 

Mrs.  Catherine  H.  Johusoc,  18K6. 

541  Chesterfield.     C.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Nation.  (1217) 

LORD!  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  ev'ry  clime  and  coast, 
Oh!  hear  us  for  our  native  land, — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  Oh!  guard  our  shore  from  ev'ry  foe, 
With  peace  our  borders  bless, 

With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 


MISCEL.L.ANE01  379 

•1  Tiord  of  the  nations!  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend: 
Bo  thou  her  Refuge  and  her  Trust, 

Her  everlasting  Friend. 

John  Rcjn°ll  Wrefori,  1837. 

542  America.     6s  &  4s. 

America, 

MY  country!  'tis  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing: 
Land  where  my  fathers  died! 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride! 
Prom  ev'ry  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring! 

2  My  native  country,  thee, — 
Land  of  the  noble,  free, — 

Thy  name — I  love; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring,  from  all  the  trees, 

Sweet  freedom's  song: 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God!  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us,  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King!  samuei  p.  smith,  ws?. 


380  MISCELLANEOUS. 

543  America.     6s  &  £S. 

Our  Nat  ire  Land,  (1227  j 

(^OD  bless  our  native  land! 
T  Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 
Through  storm  and  night; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave. 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave! 
Do  thou  our  country  save, 
By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies; 

On  him  we  wait; 
Thou,  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guardian  with  watchful  eye! 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, — 

God  save  the  state! 

John  S-  Dwjpht.  l*U 

544  America.     6s  &  4s. 

The  Poor. 

LORD,  from  thy  blessed  throne, 
Sorrow  look  down  upon! 
God  save  the  poor! 
Teach  them  true  liberty, 
Make  them  from  tyrants  free, 
Let  their  homes  happy  be! 
God  save  the  poor! 

2  The  arms  of  wicked  men 
Do  thou  with  might  restrain — 

God  save  the  poor! 
Raise  thou  their  lowliness, 
Succor  thou  their  distress. 
Thou  whom  the  meanest  bless! 

God  save  the  poor! 


MISCELLANEOUS.  381 

3  (rive  them  stanch  honesty, 
Let  their  pride  manly  be- 

God  save  the  poor ! 
Help  them  to  hold  the  right, 
(live  them  both  truth  and  might, 
Lord  of  all  life  and  light! 

God  save  the  poor ! 

Niooll. 


545  Our  Glad  Jubilee.     P.  M. 

Tha  n ksgiving  A  n  n  i versa  ry. 

WAKE,  wake  the  song!  our  glad  jubilee 
Once  more  we  hail  with  sweet  melody 
Bringing  our  hymns  of  praise  unto  thee, 

O  most  holy  Lord! 
Praise  for  thy  care  by  day  and  by  night, 
Praise  for  the  homes  by  love  made  so  bright; 
Thanks  for  the  pure  and  soul-cheering  light 

Beaming  from  thy  word. 
Then  wake,  wake  the  song!  our  glad  jubilee 
Once  more  we  hail  with  sweet  melody, 
Bringing  our  hymns  of  praise  unco  thee, 

O  most  holy  Lord! 

2  Marching  to  Zion,  dear  blessed  home! 
Lord'  by  thy  mercy  hither  we  come; 
Guide  us,  we  pray,  where'er  we  may  roam, 

Keep  us  in  thy  fear; 
Pill  ev'ry  soul  with  love  all  divine, 
Now  cause  thy  face  upon  us  to  shine; 
Grant  that  our  hearts  may  be  truly  thine 

All  the  coming  year. 
Then  wake,  wake  the  song!  our  glad  jubilee 
Once  more  we  hail  with  sweet  melody. 
Bringing  our  hymns  of  praise  unto  tLee, 

G  mokt  liolv  Lord! 


382  MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  Yet  once  again  the  anthem  repeat, 
Join  ev'ry  voice  the  Master  to  greet; 
Love's  sacrifice  we  lay  at  his  feet, 

In  his  temple  now. 
Jesus  accept  the  offering  we  bring, 
Blending  with  song  the  odors  of  spring; 
Still  of  thy  wondrous  love  we  will  sing, 

Till  in  heaven  we  bow. 
Then  wake,  wake  the  song!  our  glad  jubilee 
Once  more  we  hail  with  sweet  melody, 
Bringing  our  hymns  of  praise  unto  thee, 

O  most  holy  Lord! 

W.  P.  Sberwiu. 


546  Laudo.      7s. 

Thanksgiving.  (1223) 

PRAISE  to  God!  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days; 
Bounteous  Source  of  ev'ry  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  For  the  flocks  that  roam  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews, 
Suns  that  temp'rate  warmth  diffuse; 

3  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land, 

All  that  lib'ral  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores; 

4  Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praii 

And  when  ev'ry  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

ilrg.  Auua  L.  F    /bauld,  1772, 


MISCELLANEOUS.  383 

547  Seasons.     L.  M 

At  Sea.  (1197) 

ROCKED  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep, 
I  lay  me  down  in  peace  to  sleep; 
Secure  I  rest  upon  the  wave, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  hast  power  to  save. 

2  I  know  thou  wilt  not  slight  my  call, 
For  thou  dost  mark  the  sparrows  fall; 
And  calm  and  peaceful  is  my  sleep, 

1  iocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep. 

3  And  such  the  trust  that  still  were  mine, 
Though  stormy  winds  swept  o'er  the  brine; 
Or  though  the  tempest's  fiery  breath 
Roused  me  from  sleep  to  wreck  and  death. 

4  In  ocean  cave  still  safe  with  thee, 
The  germ  of  immortality; 

And  calm  and  peaceful  is  my  sleep, 
Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep. 

Mrs.  Willard. 

548  Let  Us  Anew.     P.  M. 

New  Year. 

pOME,  let  us  anew 

\j  Our  journey  pursue — 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear; 

His  adorable  will 

Let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve 

By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay; 


384  MISCELLANEOUS. 

The  arrow  is  flown, 

The  moment  is  gone; 

The  miilenial  year 

Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  near. 

3  Oh,  that  each,  in  the  day 

Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through; 

I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  Me 

to  do;" 
Oh,  that  each  from  his  Lord 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done; 
Enter  into  my  joy  and  sit  down  en  my  throna " 

Charles  Weslev.  1751. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


No. 

Abide  with  me,  fast  falls  the  eventide 56 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 403 

A  few  more  years  shall  roll 486 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave 40 

Ah!  how  shall  fallen  man 178 

Alas!  and  did  my  Savior  bleed 121 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 154 

"Almost  persuaded,"  now  to  believe 221 

Amazing  grace1  how  sweet  the  sound 332 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 426 

Amid  the  trials  which  I  meet 353 

And  are  we  yet  alive 473 

And  can  I  yet  delay 236 

And  let  our  bodies  part 472 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 494 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought 509 

An  earthly  temple  here  we  raise 540 

Angel,  roll  the  rock  away 144 

Angels  rejoiced  and  sweetly  sung 102 

A  pilgrim  through  this  lonely  world 107 

Approach  my  soul  the  mercy  seat •  240 

Are  there  no  wounds  for  me 127 

Are  you  Christ's  light-bearer 421 

Are  you  weary,  are  you  heavy  hearted 399 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 196 

Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise 535 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise 425 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 450 

Ascend  thy  throne,  almighty  King 449 

As  fade  the  stars  at  morn  away 504 

Ask  ye,  what  great  thing  I  know « 313 

As?eep in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep ~ 489 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  stream .....  349 

Astonished  and  distressed .. 179 

A  throne  of  grace!  then  let  us  go .... 392 

Awake  and  sing  the  song .. 301 

Awake,  awake,  the  sacrtd  song « 1 ,,   j 

2o  3*4 


386  INDEX   OP   FIRST   LINES. 

N©. 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 52 

Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue 5 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve 401 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays 319 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 3 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme 72 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 202 

Behold!  the  blind  their  sight  receive 111 

Behold  the  heathen  waits  to  know 451 

Behold!  the  morning  sun 64 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace 398 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace 337 

Behold  where,  in  the  Friend  of  man 115 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  lay  me  down 139 

Blessed  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord 302 

j»iest  be  the  Father  artd  his  love 76 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 471 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  heart  doth  move 410 

Blest  is  the  man,  whose  softening  heart 402 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 195 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed 477 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 227 

Buried  in  shadows  of  the  night 184 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 533 

By  thy  birth,  and  by  thy  tears 130 

Called  to  the  feast  by  the  King  are  we 230 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 97 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 380 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 366 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 298 

Christ  has  for  sin  atonement  made 199 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day 143 

Church  of  the  ever-living  God "  434 

Come  at  the  morning  hour 397 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  feed  thy  sheep 45 

Come,  every  soul,  by  sin  oppressed 246 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  in  love 164 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 174 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 166 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 211 

Come  in,  beloved  of  the  Lord 469 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  ot  the  Lord 467 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  praise 289 

Come,  let  us  all  unite  to  sing 93 

Come,  let  us  anew 54$ 

Come,  let  us  loin  the  songs  of  praise 155 

Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs „...— 306 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepane 394 


INDEX   OP   FIRST  LINES.  387 

No. 

Come,  oh,  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 8 

Come,  says  Jesus'  sacred  voice 206 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 21 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King 75 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 338 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus 159 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus 218 

Come  to  the  cross  where  the  Savior 135 

Come  to  the  blood-stained  tree 198 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord.. 415 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye 374 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 223 

Come  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord 91 

Command  thy  blessing  from  above 39 

Complete  in  thee!  no  work  of  mine 344 

Crown  him  with  many  crowns 300 

Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing 162 

Daughter  of  Ziou,  from  the  dust 433 

Days  and  moments  quickly  flying 487 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 13S 

Delay  not,  delay  not ;  oh  sinner 216 

Depth  of  mercy  I  can  there  be 194 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 128 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  oh,  my  Lord 293 

Do  you  hear  the  Savior  calling 237 

Do  you  slumber  in  your  tent 537 

Down  at  the  cross  where  my  Savior  died 329 

Down  in  the  valley  with  my  Savior 375 

Drooping  souls!  no  longer  mourn 225 

Earth  has  nothing  sweet  or  fair 299 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms 84 

Eternal  Spirit!  by  whose  power 170 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise 89 

Ever  would  I  fain  be  reading 114 

Fade,  fade,  each  earthly  joy 312 

Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam 60 

Faith  is  a  living  pow'r  from  heav'n 357 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee 238 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 68 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 365 

Fling  out  the  banner!  let  it  float 452 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be 256 

Forever  with  the  Lord S27 

For  thee,  O  dear,  dear  country 511 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 4 

From  brightest  crystal  fountain 539 

From  Calvary  a  cry  w«s  heard 118 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 384 


388  INDEX  OP  FIRST  LINES. 

No. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 45c 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high 208 

Give  me  the  Bible,  star  of  gladness 63 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 363 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 443 

Glory  be  to  the  Father 1-2 

God  be  with  you -till  we  meet  again 61 

God  bless  our  native  land 543 

God  is  love,  his  mercy  brightens 87 

God  is  my  strong  salvation 429 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 356 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 81 

God  of  my  life!  through  all  my  days q 

God  of  our  salvation!  hear  us 34 

God  of  the  universe,  to  thee 534 

Go,  labor  on,  spend  and  be  spent 406 

Go,  labor  on,  while  it  is  day 409 

Go,  messenger  of  peace  and  love 448 

Go,  preach  the  blest  salvation 458 

Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound 336 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine 172 

Great  God!  attend  while  Zion  sings 35 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou 74 

Great  God,  when  I  approach  thy  throne 122 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 454 

Great  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  pow'r 167 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah 362 

Hail!  great  Creator,  wise  and  good 15 

Hail!  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 90 

Hail!  morning  known  among  the  blest 148 

Hail,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus 163 

Hallelujah!  song  of  gladness 26 

Hark!  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices *.  151 

Hark  the  glad  sound!  the  Savior  comes 99 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing 101 

Hasten,  sinner!  to  be  wise 205 

Have  you  been  to  Jesus  for  the 282 

He  knows  the  bitter,  weary  way 379 

He  leadeth  me!  oh,  blessed  tho't 371 

Here  I  can  firmly  rest 361 

He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be 263 

Holy  Bible,  book  divine 65 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness 177 

Holy,  holy,  holv!  Lord  God  Almighty 18 

Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide 171 

Holy  Spirit,  Fount  of  blessing 176 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light 143 

Hover  o'er  me,  Holy  Spirit « I?, 


INDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES.  389 

No. 

How  beauteous  on  the  mountains 460 

How  blest  the  hour  when  first  we  gave 474 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 490 

How  charming  is  the  place 30 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 42 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints 369 

How  gentle  God's  commands 335 

How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine 108 

How  heavy  is  the  night 180 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies 1S1 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair 37 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine 69 

How  sad  it  would  be,  if  when  thou 229 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 182 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts.. 70 

How  solemn  are  the  words 250 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight  468 

How  sweetly  breaks  the  Sabbath  dawn 46 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 109 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus 295 

How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile 36 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 324 

How  tender  is  thy  hand 383 

How  vast,  how  full,  how  free 189 

I  am  coming  to  the  cross 274 

I  am  dwelling  on  the  mountain 285 

I  am  thine,  O  Lord,  1  have  heard 280 

I  cannot  always  trace  the  way 355 

I  cannot  do  without  thee 272 

I  gave  my  life  for  thee 134 

I  have  found  a  friend  in  Jesus 328 

I  have  found  redemption 245 

I  have  found  repose  fot  my  weary  soul 373 

I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say 334 

I  hear  the  Savior  say 197 

I  hear  thy  welcome  voice 317 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 149 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 388 

I  love  to  tell  the  story 419 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 435 

I  need  thee  every  hour 3^0 

I  saw  a  way-worn  trav'ler 525 

I  sing  th'  almighty  pow'r  of  God 79 

I  stand,  but  not  as  once  I  did 243 

I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet  story 532 

I  want  to  be  a  worker  for  the  Lord 413 

1  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beautiful 526 

I  would  not  live  alway;  I  ask  net  to  stay. 496 


390  INDEX   OF   FIRST  LINES. 

No. 

In  God  I  have  found  a  retreat 378 

In  heavenly  love  abiding 345 

In  some  way  or  other 367 

In  stature  grows  the  heavenly  child 106 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 131 

In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 519 

In  thy  cleft,  O  Rock  of  Ages 350 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord!  assembling 32 

In  thy  service  will  I  ever 268 

In  vain  in  high  and  holy  lays 116 

It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 94, 

It  is  not  death  to  die 484 

I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price 287 

I've  reached  the  land  of  corn  and  wine 284 

Jehovah  God!  thy  gracious  pow'r 92 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home 516 

Jerusalem,  the  glorious 513 

Jerusalem,  the  golden 510 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 304 

Jesus  comes,  his  conflict  over 152 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 266 

Jesus  is  God!  the  glorious  bands 100 

Jesus  is  tenderly  calling  thee  home 214 

Jesus,  keep  me  near  the  cross 136 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul 340 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone 264 

Jesus,  my  heart  within  me  burns 305 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  thee  I  cry 241 

Jesus,  my  Savior,  to  Bethlehem  came 201 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 318 

Jesus,  Savior,  pilot  me 341 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 437 

Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  thee 291 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend 239 

Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts 476 

Jesus,  thy  church  with  longing  eyes 161 

Jesus,  thy  name  I  love 308 

Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 488 

Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord'is  come 98 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 235 

Just  as  thou  art,  without  one  trace 213 

Lead,  kindly  light,  amid  the  encircling 381 

Lift  up  the  Gates  of  Praise 22 

Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise 17 

Light  after  darkness 418 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove 192 

Listen,  sinner!  mercy  hails  you 224 

Look  from  thy  sphere  of  endless  day 447 


INDEX   OF    FIRST   LINES.  391 

No. 

Lo    m  a  narrow  neck  of  land 507 

Lo.  J ,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 33 

Loiri,  from  thy  blessed  throne 544 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine 265 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 257 

Lord,  I  care  not  for  riches 247 

Lord,  [  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 66 

Lord,  [  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 269 

Lord,  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me 253 

Lord  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly  whole 281 

Lord  of  all  being!  throned  afar 7 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 67 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright 389 

Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven 88 

Lord,  weak  and  impotent  I  stand 278 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 31 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 541 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 267 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 286 

Mercy,  oh,  thou  Son  of  David 254 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 523 

Midst  sorrow  and  care 505 

Mine  ej'es  and  my  desire 273 

More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ 31* 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 400 

My  country!  'tis  of  thee 542 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by 498 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord no 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee 307 

My  Father  is  rich  in  houses  and  lands 352 

My  God!  accept  my  heart  this  day 261 

My  God  and  is  thy  table  spread 475 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art 80 

My  God,  I  know,  I  fetl  thee  mine 260 

My  God,  is  any  hour  so  sweet 386 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 358 

My  God!  my  King!  thy  various  praise 12 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 262 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love 327 

My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair 522 

My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 321 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt 1 372 

My  life,  my  love,  I  give  to  thee 275 

My  Savior,  whom  absent  I  love 325 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 423 

My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God 16 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  311 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 190 


392  INDEX   OF  FIRST  LINES, 

No. 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise ,  146 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song 11 

Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  ray  soul, 20 

Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified!  bliss  of  the 34S 

Oh,  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing 13 

Oh!  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 258 

Oh.  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth 303 

O  day  of  rest  and  gladness '.'. 44 

Oh,  ao  not  let  the  word  depart 203 

Oh,  eyes  that  are  weary  and  hearts 368 

Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 330 

Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 364 

Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 331 

Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 288 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 78 

Oh,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 466 

O  Holy  Savior,  Friend  unseen 279 

Oh,  how  happy  are  they 248 

O,  I  often  sit  and  ponder 530 

O  Jesus  full  of  grace 271 

O,  Jesus,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord 292 

O  Jesus!  sweet  the  tears  I  shed 123 

O  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 343 

O  Love!  who  gav'st  thy  life  for  me 140 

Oh,  now  I  see  the  cleansing  wave 283 

Oh,  render  thanks  to  God  above 10 

O,  sacred  head,  now  wounded 120 

Oh,  scatter  seeds  of  loving  deeds 414 

Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet 463 

Oh,  that  I  could  forever  dwell 314 

Oh,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone 232 

Oh,  the  peace  that  fills  my  soul 255 

O,  think  of  the  home  over  there 517 

O  thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul 323 

Oh,  Thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend 354 

Oh  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands 41 

Oh,  turn  ye,  oh  turn  ye,  for  why 215 

Oh,  weary  pilgrim,  lift  your  head 382 

Oh,  what  if  we  are  Christ's 359 

O,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 296 

Oh!  where  are  kings  and  empires , 432 

Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  fouvid 228 

Oh,  wondrous,  deep,  unbounded  love 244 

Oh,  wondrous  type,  oh,  vision  fair 113 

O  worship  the  King,  all-glorious  abot  * 28 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring 320 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 500 

On  Jordan's  stormy  bank  I  stand....  528 


INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 


393 


No. 

Only  a  word  for  Jesus 420 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 441 

Onward,  onward,  men  or  heaven 445 

Oppressed  with  noonday's  scorching 124 

Our  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer 483 

Our  country's  voice  is  pleading 456 

Our  Fathe    who  art  in  heaven 396 

Our  Lord  is  now  rejected 160 

Our  sins  on  Christ  were  laid 126 

Peace  be  still!  In  this  night  of  sorrow 502 

Pour  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high 464 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 6 

Praise  the  Lord;  ye  heavens  adore  him 24 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 546 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator 27 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 385 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 391 

Rejoice  and  be  glad,  the  Redeemer  has 316 

Rescue  the  perishing 411 

Rest,  weary  pilgrim,  thy  journey  is  o'er 503 

Revive  thy  work,  O  Lord*. 436 

Ride  on!  fide  on  in  majesty 112 

Rise,  glorious  Conqueror,  rise 150 

Rocked  in  the  cradle  of  the  deep 547 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me...., 129 

Safely  thro'  another  week 48 

Safe  in  the  arms  of  Jesus 370 

Salvation!  oh,  the  joyful  sound 188 

Savior,  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise 57 

Savior,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 54 

Savior,  more  than  life  to  me 309 

Savior!  teach  me,  day  by  day 342 

Savior,  visit  thy  plantation 442 

Saw  ye  my  Savior 137 

Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 212 

See  how  the  morning  sun 55 

See,  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph 153 

Seethe  flag  of  Jesus 459 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 485 

Shall  we  gather  at  the  river 529 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive 233 

Silently  the  shades  of  evening 59 

Simply  trusting  every  day 376 

Sing  them  over  again  to  me 62 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name 19 

Sinners  Jesus  will  receive 193 

Sinners,  this  solemn  truth  regard 183 

Sinners,  turn;  why  will  ye  die 204 


394  INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 

No. 

So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  floorer. , 492 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray •   51 

Softly  how  the  light  of  day 58 

Soldiers  of  Christ  are  we 427 

Soldiers  of  Christ!  arise 424 

Soldiers  of  the  cross!  arise 461 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 407 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises 346 

Soon  may  the  last  glaa  song  arise 439 

Soon  the  evening  shadows  falling 226 

So  tender,  so  precious 322 

Sowing  in  the  morning - 417 

Sowin  the  morn  thy  seed 404 

Spirit  Divine!  attend  our  prayers 168 

Spirit  of  power,  and  truth  and  love 173 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord 23 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus 428 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay 234 

Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Savior  dear. 55 

Sweet  hour  of  prayer 387 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God!  my  King 14 

Sweet  the  moments  rich  in  blessing 132 

Take  me,  oh,  my  Father,  take  me ,..  270 

Take  my  heart,  dear  Jesus 276 

Take  my  life  and  let  it  be 277 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal 393 

Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name 25 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 508 

That  dreadful  night,  bt fore  his  death 480 

The  cross,  the  cross,  the  blood-stained  cross 125 

The  door  of  salvation  is  open  wide 231 

The  evening  shades  are  falling 531 

The  head,  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns 156 

The  heathen  perish;  day  by  day 446 

The  Lord  descended  from  above —    82 

The  Lord  is  King!  child  of  the  dust 86 

The  Lord  is  now  rejected 160 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed ... 45 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 360 

The  Lord,  our  God,  is  full  of  might -...    73 

The  Lord's  our  Rock,  in  him  we  hide 377 

The  morning  kindles  all  the  sky 147 

The  morning  light  is  breaking 457 

The  morning  purples  all  the  sky 141 

The  pity  of  the  Lord 339 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pine 95 

There  are  lonely  hearts  to  cherish 4lz 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood .,,.«  X$fc 


tNDEX  Or   FIRST   LINES.  395 

No. 

There  is  a  God— all  nature  speaks 85 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 514 

There  is  a  line  by  us  unseen 210 

There  is  a  name  I  love  to  heai 294 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 521 

There  is  a  spot  to  me  more  dear 249 

There  is  no  flock,  however  watched 501 

There's  a  glorious  kingdom  waiting 158 

There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day 518 

There's  a  stranger  at  the  door 220 

There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 217 

There  shall  be  showers  of  blessing 347 

The  sands  of  time  are  wasting 512 

The  Savior  bids  thee  watch  and  pray 390 

The  solemn  service  now  is  done 465 

This  is  not  my  place  of  resting 520 

Thou!  whose  almighty  word 165 

Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light 71 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea 77 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford 38 

Thy  will  be  done!  In  devious  way  497 

Till  he  come!  oh,  let  the  word 481 

'Tis  grace,  'tis  grace,  'tis  wonderful  grace 200 

'Tis  miduight;  and  on  Olive's  brow 117 

'Tis  the  promise  of  God 256 

'Tis  thine  alone,  almig'ity  name  .-..■ 532 

To-day  the  Savior  calls 22a 

To  thee,  my  God  and  Savior 297 

Triumphant  Zion!  lift  thy  head 438 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  dreadful  night 478 

Unfurl  the  Temperance  Banner 538 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 491 

Vain  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 185 

Wake,  wake  the  song!  our  glad 545 

Walk  in  the  light!  so  shalt  thou  know ...  351 

Wayfarers  in  the  wilderness 499 

We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 40S 

We  bless  thee  for  thy  peace,  O  God 333 

We  give  thee  but  thine  own 405 

We  nave  heard  the  joyful  sound 191 

We  longto  move  and  breathe  in  thee 48a 

We  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 105 

We  praise  thee,  O  God,  for  the  Son 313 

We  shall  meet  beyond  the  river 524 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 49 

Welcome,  O  Savior!  to  my  heart 259 

Welcome,  sacred  day  of  re^t 50 

Welcomel  sweet  day  of  rest 43 


396  INDEX   OF   FIRST   LINES. 

No. 

What  a  Friend  we  have  in  Jesus 395 

What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty,  shone 104 

What  means  this  glorious  radiance 103 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 515 

When  I  view  my  Savior  bleeding 133 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 119 

When  Jesus  comes  to  reward  his 422 

When  peace  like  a  river 251 

When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 47 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 506 

When  wounded  sore,  the  strick  n  soul 187 

While  in  sweet  communion  feeding 479 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks 96 

Who'll  be  the  next  to  follow  Jesus 219 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 493 

Why  do  you  wait,  dear  brother 207 

Why  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow 495 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 169 

Witn  joy  we  meduate  the  grace 157 

With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks 431 

With  thine  own  pity,  Savior,  see 462 

Witness,  ye  men  and  angels!  now 470 

Work,  for  the  night  is  coming 416 

Would  you  lose  your  load  of  sin 242 

Ye  servants  of  God.  your  Master  proclaim 29 

Yes,  God  is  good;  in  earth  and  sky 83 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking 453 

Ye  wretched,  hungry  ^ta  -"ing  poor 209 

Yield  not  to  temptation. 430 

Zion,  dreary  and  in  anguish 444 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded aaq 


